Thursday, October 7, 2010

Where I am...

If you've wondered where I am, my apologies: Gael and I have been up to our ears in a major move from Victoria to B.C.'s Sunshine Coast. We now live in Roberts Creek, a beautiful little community next door to Gibson's Landing of Beachcombers fame, a mixed community of artists, musicians and writers that ripples with energy - by way of example, poet and novelist George Payerle, who put us on to the property and is our neighbour across the street. Thank-you, George.

I gather that to be "a Creeker" is some distinction, though what initiation rites await us remain unclear (running naked through the coniferous woods, covered in spruce gum, long howls below a midnight moon?). As a result, I've barely had a chance to crack any of the books of poems that have materialized on my desk in the past few months. An oversight to be rectified shortly for anyone who cares; so bare with us, please, as we attempt to recover our lives from beneath all these boxes.



Brenda Schmidt said...

Sounds lovely! Congratulations on the move!

Anonymous said...

And where we are: waiting in a cafe to check into our little temporary flat in Bratislava and wishing you guys the best of all possible things in Roberts Creek! See you next month.
tk & jp


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