So many thoughts

My mind is always full of thoughts that I want to write about. I have stories started, but as soon as I really get into the story another topic pops up. Besides writing another  Cardigan story, I kept thinking of my hamsters. Now I have to try and get all 5 hamsters into 1 story.  That should be interesting because every one of them had their own personalities.

A friend of mine decided to start writing a book. She said if I can do it, so can she. I encourage her and everyone else, if you have a story to tell. You never know, you might write a best seller

National Coming Out Day

IT'S time to celebrate the bravery of those who have come out as members of the LGBTQ community, and those who are waiting for the time that's right for them. No matter what your coming out journey is—I stand with you.

It is a wonderful thing when the stigma of being LGBTQ is no longer taboo. They have many freedoms that they can enjoy now. They can be open about who they love. I am proud of everyone who can just be who they are!

Published in a magazine

It's out! Last month I was asked to do an interview with a magazine in NW Ontario. It is available from the Manitoba border to Sudbury. I was thrilled to see my book in the October issue of  The Walleye. Here is the article.

The Adventures of Cardigan

I am a published author of The Adventures of Cardigan.  I wrote this book because I wanted to share my life growing up in the Bush Camps. My friends were animals. This book contains 5 stories of what happened. I hope you will take a look. It is available for sale at Amazon, Chapters/Indigo, Barnes and Noble.
Here are a few pages to get an idea of what the books about.

World Suicide Prevention Day

World Suicide Prevention Day
I'm sure all of us know someone who has, or tried to commit suicide. I know I have seen it many times, from the time I was 2 until now. While living in the Bush Camps my Dad would take me to the bunk houses while he checked on everyone. Nothing like the shock of seeing someone hanging from the rafters. We would go berry picking and find men with their heads under the exhaust of their cars, blackened and maggots on them.
My son had to go through that while in school. Friends he had known since JK were hanging themselves. It had become like an epidemic there were so many. It leaves scars on everyone they knew. It never goes away.
Why would anyone even consider it? Depression is a main reason. No one listens or shrugs off what a person is saying. A feeling of hopelessness.
There are clues but people have to be willing to see them. A little kindness will go a long way; say hello and talk to them. Let them know you care and are willing to listen. GET HE…


I am going to recommend a book by a writer that I got to know because of his book. His name is Ben Cox, writer of "My name is Ben and I am a nurse addict." Heartfelt story. I laughed, cried, so many emotions. His site is:

Free Preview “My name is Ben and I need to tell my story. I am not perfect, far from it. I have been pretending to be content with my life for so long that I have forgotten what it feels like to really feel happy. I violated my self- integrity so many times that I lost any self-worth I had. I needed help, needed to talk to someone, anyone. But I couldn't. I would lose everything I had worked so hard for, my marriage, my career, my freedom, everything. I was a respected RN who worked in the isolated town of Inuvik, NT, and was seen as a caring, trusted, reliable, competent nurse and worked in the ER for almost 4 years. I am a loving father of a beautiful little girl and husband to a wonderful woman who I have never been in love with…

Writing a Novel

I decided at 14 I was going to write a novel. My Dad thought that was a great idea and bought me a typewriter. I typed all night for weeks and sure enough, I had a novel.  I didn't have the courage to try to have it published so in the cupboard it went. A month ago my son came to me holding the folder containing what I wrote.  Since I have my children's book published, it's time for me to revise that old story.

Who ever thought that old typewriter would actually make my dream of being an Author come true.