Home again.


The view from the dinner table. Simply amazing.

Well, I’m home again — back in Calgary. The residency was wonderful. Really great writing accomplished, and a good start on this third draft of a novel. Maybe this draft is the one? I hope so!


On one of our evening rambles. We were ‘self-directed’ writers, so Fred and I wandered, unsupervised, and with no schedule.

I came home a day and a half early…something I ate wasn’t really agreeing with me. There was a midnight escapade with a vole in the room that got in from outside (not surprising, really, given that it’s on the side of a mountain in a national park). These things do happen, and I was offered a new room for the night. Fred, bless him, came to help me move.

Needless to say, though, I’m a little tired. I was happy to clamber onto the Brewster bus and start the trek home.


Even the views on the way home are lovely.

It was a really good residency. It was wonderful to spend it with Fred, who is still in Banff today…lovely to have a friend along for the ride, to talk to at meals and head out on walks. And have campfires.


My first time roasting marshmallows on a campfire.

We were even lucky enough to see a fawn one evening, coming back from a walk:


This fawn stepped out of the landscaping as we came back from a walk.


Its mother was in the bushes, and the fawn kept up a running commentary. ‘Mom! Mom! Hey, mom! Mom, I’m over here. Mom! Mom! Mom!’

I’m heading back to Banff in about three weeks for a Leighton studio residency — a lovely little cabin in the woods for me, and more intense work on the novel. The first section is finished; there are at least two more to go, and I think it’s going to be a great story. Here’s hoping!

And…I got author pictures done. There was a wilderness photography workshop running, and one of the photographers, Daniel Paquet, offered to do some portraits of me. There are some truly extraordinary pictures. I admit that I did not see myself this way, and it’s pretty liberating to see such lovely shots.






Now all I have to do is publish a novel. And believe me, I’m working on it.

3 thoughts on “Home again.

  1. Sounds like a great success all round! and it’s great having author pix all ready to go! as you say, just write the book, the pix are ready…and I was beyond happy that you wrote to me even from the midst of your fiction writing immersion! very very cool of you.

  2. I was sorry to see you leave early, not least of all because you weren’t feeling well, but it was great to have the chance to see you again, wander unsupervised, witness your first time roasting marshmallows — I don’t think Nana ever quite believed you — and hang out. Plus to see this ridiculously beautiful mountain scenery and get my own writing process jump-started, batteries recharged. I’m sorry to see my own trip end, after what feels like much too soon.

    I think any of those shots would make a great book jacket photo. (The thumbs-up seems very authorial.) I’m glad you had that opportunity — though you should disabuse yourself of the idea that, lovely as the photos are, they reveal anything that isn’t already there.

    I’m happy the novel writing went so well for you while you were here*, vole interruptions notwithstanding, and I hope you have an equally productive residency when you return in a few weeks. I look forward to reading this novel when it’s done!

    * I’m writing “here” instead of “there” for as long as I still can.

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