Poetry as Bestseller

“my heart woke me crying last night how can i help i begged my heart said write the book.” This is a quotation from the flyleaf of Canadian poet and artist Rupi Kaur’s collection, milk and honey. Kaur’s writing is raw, stripped bare, sounding as if her heart is beating out the rhythm… Read more

Belgian Waffles

I’ve been struggling with focus these last few weeks. The images that march through my mind are like a series of blurry photographs. People’s faces are indistinct; colours bleed into each other. Fuzzy image writing is unclear. The sentences read like those in a travel brochure- sanitized for as large… Read more

Channeling Jack Kerouac

I have been rescued from my writing funk by Jack Kerouac and the Beats who wrote howled and sang lashing out against the established order, who reached for the sky thought outside the box, were arrested and wrote from jail, who, in their defiance, still had hope and published books… Read more


The book fell off my shelf and into my hands last month. It was a novel my sister read and passed to me in 2002. That was a tough year. I was newly separated from my partner, had lost my beloved Bluey whom I’d raised from a kitten, and I… Read more


“There are a lot of ways for a novelist to create suspense, but also really only two: one a trick, one an art. The trick is to keep a secret. Or many secrets, even. The art meanwhile, the thing that makes Pride and Prejudice so superbly suspenseful…is to write stories… Read more


My inner critic, the mean girl who loves to disparage and undermine, was pushing me to get a haircut. “Your hair is a curly mess,” she shouted one hot, humid morning as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Maybe so, but I had a good excuse. Aldo, my… Read more

Connecting the Dots

Writing is like solving a puzzle. That’s one of the reasons I enjoy it so much. I was one of those kids who loved jumbo puzzle books; the ones that looked like colouring books but were filled with crosswords, mazes, word searches and connect the dots. I’ve always liked jigsaw… Read more

New website!

A new and updated website for Sister Writes launched today, with improved navigation, a virtual exhibition gallery, extensive program information,  and gorgeous illustrations by Meredith Sadler.

A Kind of Grief

A sadness plays at the edges of my heart. It is a kind of grief. I am watching my Dad struggle with the frustrating effects of Lewy Body Dementia. He is always on my mind. Last week he landed in hospital up north. A recent bout of pneumonia, coupled with… Read more

Writing Love

When the music slowed, we stepped into each others arms. He held me like a man confident on his dancing feet. I swayed with him in a rhythm I seemed to know by instinct, a rhythm I could feel rising from my feet and rolling up through my body. I remember… Read more

Writer’s Envy

When she said, “I’m working on my fourth novel,” I felt a stab of envy that made me squirm uncomfortably in my seat.Up to that point I had been enjoying the calm atmosphere of the workshop and the author’s guided free writes that had us paying attention to our bodies… Read more

Let Your Voice be Heard

Have you ever been told you’re “too emotional” or “you talk too much” or “you need to calm down”? If so, I’m here to encourage you to let your voice be heard. Write your heart out and don’t hold anything back. This is not the time to stay quiet. The… Read more