Tag: life the universe and everything

A Green Christmas

A Green Christmas

Due to the large price tag of a flight across the ocean, we spent Christmas in England this year. There wasn’t any snow. My husband can’t believe it. He might believe Christmas was a dream. Thanks to modern marvels like the Internet, however, both of us got to chat with our families on Christmas day. …

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On the Horizon

On the Horizon

I can hardly believe we’re ringing in another new year! Just one year ago we were in blistery, wintery northern Quebec, half-buried in the snow! This year has seen the edit of one of the novels I wrote last year, and the writing of its sequel. It still hasn’t seen the publication of any of …

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Yule be Swingin’

Yule be Swingin’

In ancient days the folk of old When chilled with fright by Winter’s cold Did kindle up a great Yule fire With leaping flames in its great pyre; So to entice the waining sun To rise again and wider run; It’s firey course across the sky, To warm them so they would not die. So …

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Blog Hop Extravaganza

Blog Hop Extravaganza

I’ve been tagged by the lovely E.M. Wynter to participate in a blog hop! Hurray! It’s my first time, so I hope I’ve formatted everything properly. Hop on over to E’s blog and check her out (cuz she’s awesome)! The questions are a great mix of things I’ve touched on before and new topics so …

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The Hope and Anchor

The Hope and Anchor

When we finally found the perfect place to live in England, we ran into a small snag; it wasn’t available for occupancy for a month. When you pick up and move across an ocean, you don’t bring much with you. Especially when you don’t know how long you’re going to stay. We brought with us …

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Call Me a Dreamer

Call Me a Dreamer

There are two ways to find happiness. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking lately (a dangerous past time, I know). Despite a deep desire for stability, my husband and I constantly find ourselves uprooted, buffeted by the winds of change to places we never imagined we’d go. And, to a certain extent, we embrace …

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First Port of Call

First Port of Call

After our brief stay in London, we lugged all our suitcases back to the train station and traveled to Portsmouth. Our trip to England proved an excellent opportunity to meet with a fellow writer we met years ago on an RPG forum. He and his lady graciously offered to host us while we looked for …

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A Walk in Westminster

A Walk in Westminster

Our first twenty-four hours in England were less than ideal. Much of this had to do with jet lag; we left Toronto at 7:20 PM and arrived at Gatwick Airport at 7:20 AM… seven hours after our departure. We both tried to sleep on the plane, but it’s a tricky thing to sleep sitting up. …

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First Impressions

First Impressions

The cat’s long been out of the bag now; my husband and I have come to England for a year. He’s got a job teaching at a school in Frimley and I’ve tagged along in hopes of finding some work for myself. Moving across an ocean isn’t easy, at times it isn’t even fun, but …

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The Winds of Change

The Winds of Change

There’s a saying that life is what happens while you’re making other plans. This aligns perfectly with my experience. Every time my husband and I plan how we want our lives to go, the universe tramples it gleefully into dust. Back in high school, it all seemed so easy. I felt sure I’d graduate, write …

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