"Each novel is its own journey and until I realized that, I kept trying to replicate my last experience and failing. I always worry my muse has deserted me, but he always come back with a bouquet of surprises. "
My two little sisters are a blessing and a curse. I have memories of their births, though some of the details get a little confused. I remember being woken up in the middle of the night and getting carried out to our old chevy pick up truck but I don’t know if my other sister… Continue reading Sisters
Last week I went to visit the Hamlet of Tulita. I was there to do Inuit and Dene games demonstrations at the Chief Albert Wright School. I had traveled to the community once before, by boat up the Mackenzie River from my hometown community of Fort Providence. It was a memorable and adventurist trip with my… Continue reading Where The Rivers Meet – Tulita, NT