It’s Easter Morning.

The view from my desk this morning … The sun comes up on the Dartmouth side and is reflected across the Bedford Basin. the beginning of a new day.

I participated in a writers’ workshop last Sunday at Nimbus Publishing. I really enjoyed meeting new people and sharing my writing story. It still doesn’t include enough fiction. I am slowly gaining the courage to write and publish stories from what I know. It feels a little scary to write stories. The characters and the experiences have to come from my own life and my fear is that someone who knows me might think I am writing about them and take offence … or feel proud to be included? My characters will come from a treasure trove of characters that I have met over the past 60+10 years.

I have travelled and worked and visited many places in many cultural settings. I have met people who may be at their worst in Mediation situation or during workplace conflict. I have also celebrated joyful and sorrowful events with many people. The Characters I CREATE will become amalgomations of many peoples’ character and will behave the way I imagine that they would in the circumstances that I IMAGINE for them.

This coming weekend I will attend a READ TREAT where some of my favourite Nova Scotia Authors will do readings of their latest works. There will be time for Fireside Chats and opportunities to Mix and Mingle and down time to walk the beaches (my very favourite thing to do.) I am looking for the inspiration and the courage to write and to finish “Dear Madelyn” as a work of Fiction, freeing my self form the rigours of EXTENSIVE research. Of course the facts have to be true but the stories can wander a little.

The cover of my journal has a Hemingway quote on it. It reads “In order to write about life first you have to live it.” I have lived many different lives. I have 3 score and 10 years under my belt. Time to write.