So it turns out that when you spend a night helping a new baby be born and then spends several hour a day for the next few days helping that little one’s parents get some…
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After I wrote about Randall Maggs’ captivating collection of hockey poems, Night Work, the other day, I asked his publisher, Kitty Lewis (who had left a gracious thank-you comment at the post) if I might…
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I was very lucky, growing up. I lived in New Westminster, a small city just outside Vancouver, BC, and although the population then was just 40,000, our library had an impressive retinue of professional librarians…
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Quite a few weeks ago, I e-mailed my friend, Tanis MacDonald, to let her know that I had posted here about her latest collection of poetry, Rue the Day, and I shared some of my…
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I think this might be the first Hallowe’en ever that I have neither dressed up nor carved a pumpkin (above is last year’s) nor bought candy to hand out to cute little costumed-up people (rarely…
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