Tuesday, September 5, 2017
Five Roses the novel
There's no telling when you write a book what might happen. I thought I wrote a novel about surviving insurmountable loss. I thought I was exploring the historic Montreal neighbourhood of Pointe St. Charles where I've been living since 2001.
In the book I wanted to include cycling by the St. Lawrence River, writing about pastries and pastry-making, living in a cabin without running water or electricity, weaving on a loom, Trini cooking, abandoned factories along the Lachine Canal...
I didn't think a chef would concoct a meal after reading my book!
http://www.stratfordbeaconherald.com/2017/08/30/appetite-for-words-festival-coming-to-stratford-oct-27-29
Pointe paintings by R. I use words not a paint brush.
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R's pics and your words go together well...
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