Ramping up toward the big holiday celebrations, I have been invited to speak to several groups. This is one of my favourite things to do as I get to see the reaction to my stories first hand. My Irish heritage helps me as a story teller. My father could blather a yarn as well as the best, the only thing was his offerings were few and repeated over and over again. I try to avoid that one!
The Author's day in Smiths Falls introduced me to a great group of writers that I would otherwise not have met. I have been invited back to do a seminar on memoir writing when I return from Arizona.
Ah, Arizona! I am counting the days until I load the car with my faithful furry friend, Bailey, enough clothes, and golf clubs to get me through 4 months and head off down the road. But my road trip is for later.
As the month of December approaches, my calendar, and I expect yours as well, is filling with wonderful invitations. I am mentally shopping fot the various people on my list - never an easy task. Oh, but when you find that perfect gift, it is so rewarding! And I have found a few already. With so many curious eyes in our house, I have to wrap and hide immediately. This creates its own problem because, of course, in order to divert curious eyes, I don't label the gifts. At my age, this can create a small dilemma when I try to remember whose gift is whose. Well we all have challenges in life and I just create my own.
I sing in a choir, did I tell you that? Actually, I sing in two, one in the Ottawa Valley and the other in the Verde Valley. The one here, in Canada, is doing the Messiah for two performances, one in Manotick and the other in Kemptville. What a wonderful way to be able to give and get the Christmas spirit.
Happy shopping everyone, may the weather continue to cooperate and make for easy driving.
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