“I’m Afraid To Ask, But What Is Poking?”

"A new comment on the post #179 "Will Mr. Screenwriter Add Me As A Facebook Friend?" is waiting for your approval." I stared at my inbox in disbelief, then looked around for a brown bag to breathe into. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in.  Breathe out. Mr. Screenwriter—the guy who wrote my favourite movie and …

The Fine Line: Emails from L.A.

"Your friend's on T.V." "My friend?" "Your friend whose name I can't pronounce." "Ohhh! My FRIEND! Mr. Sitcom Actor!" I squealed, and ran from the kitchen, where hubby and I had been making dinner together, to the living room. It was three years after the Crazy Phone Call, and since that time, not one restraining …

The Fine Line: “Do What You Want”

"You're getting wrinkled." "It's not that hot," I coughed through the steam. "You're getting drunk." "It's rosĂ©. I'm pretty sure you can only get tipsy on the pink stuff," I laughed. Still, I decided he was right. It was time to get out of the bath. At 31 years old, this newlywed was already a …

The Fine Line (between persistence and stalking)

Those of you who've been following this blog for a while now know that I write in a few different genres. I've written non-fiction books for youth on Canada's Prime Ministers; I'm a published poet, and I'm a magazine features writer. A little over a year ago, I started on the roller-coaster ride of my …