Rom-Coms with Real Mess, Real Magic, Real Heart.
This is why I love flea marketing and gardening: seeing it all come together on our kitchen window sill!
Or, bathroom window sill: I use these lovely Mason Jars (a steal! from an antique store in New Hampshire USA) to store my sea salts, soaps, and bath beads on the sill just above our bathtub. How do you display some of your favorite flea market finds?
1 year old Marmie: You think it’s safe to go out there? That white stuff is truly gone?
15 year old Sam: Our person is in there, typing away all day on that warm flat silver device she won’t let us sit on. I don’t want to leave her side. She seems like she needs me. Especially when she stands up and screams.
12 year old Shadow: But it smells like those feathered creatures with wings out here. I gotta go gotta go gotta go oo boy!
Sam: She’s forgetting to open the big white cold beast to nourish herself. She’s only getting up from that chair and that warm flat silver device to feed us, and to feed these gerbera daisies (I heard her call them that. She loves naming her flowers out loud). No. I’m really worried about her. I won’t leave her side.
Marmie: She’s fine. She had enough energy to yell at me when I ate her swimsuit. She’s fine.
Shadow: You ate her swimsuit?
Marmie: Just the strings. They were so salty! Delish!
Sam: I’m going back inside. I heard her say she’s at 8,300 words, but she’s tired. She needs me.
Shadow: She’d better portray cats in a nice light in this novel. I’m sick of being portrayed as mindless creatures who lick themselves all day long. Hm. I wonder what these daisies taste like?
Marmie: Big furry beast with teeth on a leash! Run! Run! Run for your life!
Sam: Oh brother.
…featuring music by Sjean MacLeod (please check out his YouTube Channel of the same name!)
10 Sold lots of books!
9 Met lots of new readers!
8 Met someone who definitely wants to come to Herb’s Café for my reading Sat. April 20th. So much so, in fact, he took the 8×10 poster with him. Oops!
7 Two tweens bought Three Spaces. Poetry lives on in the younger generations!
6 Several children listened to me read for 15 minutes and I never saw them squirming or playing with the housewares stuff once!
5 Someone came up to me to ask if I worked there!, and when I said I was a visiting poet she said “Oh, wow, I love poetry!” (you don’t hear that too often)
4 Several dear friends, neighbours, and a dear old friend from my Harrowsmith magazine days (I hadn’t seen her in years!) visited and hung out with me a long time as I signed books etc.
3 One of my readers bought me a latte!
2 My daughter wore a very similar lace top, purple vest, and black leggings, because
she “Wanted to be just like” me.
and the #1 Moment…
Chapters put out decorations on the table and a beautiful pillow and wicker
chair for me. My 7-year-old daughter took one look and said,
“Hey, last year you just got the empty desk. Maybe you’re a little bit more
important than last year!” (Me: ha! But I certainly was comfortable!)
Thanks to the League of Canadian Poets and Chapters Pointe Claire for your wonderful support, and to everyone who came out for making the launch of Three Spaces such a success!
Little girl got rather muddy playing outside. I mean, mud inside her boots as well as outside, and all over hands and face. “That’s okay,” I say to her at the back door as she’s throwing her clothes in a muddy pile for the laundry. “You’re a kid. Kids are supposed to get dirty,” surprising myself at the sound of patience in my voice. “Oh, thanks!” she says. “So, then, I can do this again tomorrow?”
Heather Grace Stewart 