I love to write. Maybe you know that and you're here to
more about my literary achievements to date.
It's possible you love art and you know I've spent some numbers of years making art, and helping others do the same. In that regard I hope you're here to learn more about Drawing Towards the Earth: Making Journals for Life, or the Arcadia Playhouse Journals.
Or maybe you'd like to meet my human, Tom. Or my cat, Florence. You might not know that I love to meditate. It's possible you don't need to know that. But it's highest on my life list, even higher than Tom, or Florence, so I think it should be on my "home" page. How else will you know me?
And I'm a rockhound of sorts. I have three giant crystals that I collected in Arkansas, but Labradorite is my favourite stone. That's probably because I'm Canadian and it comes from there. My neighbor Penny travels the world.
She never brings back trinkets for me. She brings back
stones. On various window ledges I have pieces of Bhutan,
Antarctica, Svalbard, and Colorado. I like to travel too.
For any of the reasons you have arrived here:
Photo credit: Nancy Kay Turner
If love makes the world go around, why does it take a lifetime to learn the lesson at the heart of the matter?
In the funniest serious book you’ll read, Robin Hopper is challenged to do the right thing and reconcile betrayal, regret, her confusion about the worth of love, and the value of friendship amidst the volatile situation she is responsible for creating.
In the past fifty years Homo sapiens-sapiens has rewritten gender roles and rules. Pens have scribbled away old norms, blurred important details, and in places run out of ink. The right choice can become the wrong choice without knowing how, or why. Mistakes are made. And yet love remains the language every being wants to understand.
Cashmere Comes From Goats is a coming-of-age story for people who missed the opportunity to get it right in the first half of their life. And a love story for our companion animals who never get the relationship wrong.