by Sylvia McNicoll | Dec 3, 2008 | Sylvia McNicoll
If you don’t have to shovel, snow is great. Way better than grey wet days. Here’s Mortie
enjoying a frolic. Then I noticed he was lifting and limping on his hind paws. Zeller’s had a sale on doggie boots but instead I found this parka. Nothing says winter dog fashion better…don’t you think.
by Sylvia McNicoll | Nov 5, 2008 | Sylvia McNicoll
While I haven’t been officially notified, a fellow writer friend Jo-Ellen Bogart emailed me that my novel Beauty Returns had been nominated for this teen choice award. The email came
late on Tuesday night when we had stayed up to watch Obama speak after he won the election.
What a delightful surprise! I love the voting awards because so many more kids read the book as a result. I can only hope I make it out to BC to visit some of readers there.
by Sylvia McNicoll | Nov 5, 2008 | Sylvia McNicoll
There’s nothing nicer that a sunny fall day at Bronte Creek with Mortie and Will–two best friends since they were little. Wait a minute they’re still little.
You have to wonder what they’re so intent on, right? They’re both staring at the bunny who oddly enough will not come to them despite their whimpers and desperate clawing. The ducks, the playground, the best leash free park in the world–Bronte Creek is my favourite place to skip work for.
by Sylvia McNicoll | Nov 3, 2008 | Sylvia McNicoll
It’s always a pleasure meeting other authors or author illustrators and for CANSCAIP’s Packaging Your Imagination, I usually do some hospitality driving and dining out to make our presenters’ time in Toronto and area just a little easier.
‘Course with the pink cast, things were more tricky. I had to enlist family to retrieve authors from the airport. Â Here’s a photo of Marie Louise Gay talking to Burlington kids at Central Library. Â It was delightful to hear her talk about her books, drawing and writing, in French.
On the actual conference date, I brought my camera but with one hand, I just can’t handle, lottery tickets, money and photos too. Â Plus I confess, even with image stabilizer the authors are faster than my shutter. Â
People who came to the sessions seemed to enjoy themselves and buy lots of books, so sore arm and shoulder aside everything went well.
by Sylvia McNicoll | Oct 28, 2008 | Sylvia McNicoll
The recuperation continues. Â Nobody cares any more and I’m bored myself with this injury.
The list of things you can’t do with a cast is a work in progress. Â You discover it as you go along.
You can’t open many packages with one hand. Â Worst of all, you can’t open your vial of Tylenol 2 with a cast on. Â It’s a child proof bottle. Â I have to get my 7 year old grandson with no broken arm to open it for me.
You can’t slice, dice, or chop. Â It’s hard to pour from a heavy tea pot.
Washing anything by hand is nigh impossible. Â One hand gets vair vair tired shampooing your hair. Putting toothpaste on your toothbrush is unbelievably tricky.
It’s a skillful dog owner who can leash their jackapoo with one hand. Â Sometimes I’m skillful, sometimes I’m not. Â Scooping is awkward.
Writing hurts. Â No way around it. Â If I type with only my right hand, strange typos occur and my right arm ends us aching as much as my left. Â If I type with both, the cast scrapes across the computer and weighs heavily on the broken part of my arm.
Driving I’m not attempting yet but Dear God, I can’t not drive for six to eight weeks.
Reading–I’m sticking to quality trade paper backs. Â Lighter than hard cover. Â I just read Eric Walter’s Safe Houses. Â Pretty darn exciting. Â I like the characters and the way they just keep solving the most impossible problems. Â Thank goodness for books. And all kinds of different books at that.Â
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