So, I should be about finished my great American (/Canadian) novel by now, right?
Um ... not exactly. My days have not really been filled with feverish novel writing, though I have been writing a lot for my employer and various freelance places, I promise. (Evidence here and here and here.)
Although the little quirks of Canadian life continue to fascinate me, I've decided to put the blog on hold for a while (hence the month-long absence) to concentrate on all that real-life stuff beyond the comforting glow of the computer screen. Scary, but potentially rewarding, I hope! I'm even trying to host a holiday party, though I'm not entirely sure I know enough people to fill a room, so if you're in Canada next Saturday do stop by for some appetizers. (Seconds spent trying to spell hors d'oevres before I gave up and went with appetizers: 30. I think there's a U in there somewhere, but free Quebec or no, I just don't have time for it.)
So, thank you to the literally tens of people who read this blog, and wish me luck in the real world. Love,
Rebecca
Um ... not exactly. My days have not really been filled with feverish novel writing, though I have been writing a lot for my employer and various freelance places, I promise. (Evidence here and here and here.)
Although the little quirks of Canadian life continue to fascinate me, I've decided to put the blog on hold for a while (hence the month-long absence) to concentrate on all that real-life stuff beyond the comforting glow of the computer screen. Scary, but potentially rewarding, I hope! I'm even trying to host a holiday party, though I'm not entirely sure I know enough people to fill a room, so if you're in Canada next Saturday do stop by for some appetizers. (Seconds spent trying to spell hors d'oevres before I gave up and went with appetizers: 30. I think there's a U in there somewhere, but free Quebec or no, I just don't have time for it.)
So, thank you to the literally tens of people who read this blog, and wish me luck in the real world. Love,
Rebecca
