As a Hallowe’en treat, I’m reprising here a little story I wrote as an entry in a writing competition about four years ago. The idea was to start with “Shadows crept across the wall.” Extra points were awarded for ending with “everything faded,” and using the word “orange.” This vignette follows the action in Dark […]
Gord Downie passed away last week. Okay, that’s not news anymore. Every Canadian and many others around the world know that. But I need to acknowledge the passing and honour the man whose words have meant so much to me over the years. Gord Downie was the front man and lyricist for The Tragically Hip, […]
California is a land of extreme beauty and extreme horrors. From the contrived glamour of Hollywood and Los Angeles to the awe-inspiring majesty of the redwood forests. From the unique personality of San Francisco to the wind-blasted isolation of the northern coast. It’s also home to disastrous extremes. For the past three days, I’ve been […]
Last week in Second World War history Those who know their history know that the Eastern Front was by far the largest theatre of operations during the Second World War. The Soviet Union put more men and women into the fighting than all other Allies combined, and the countries of the Eastern Theatre suffered over […]
On this day, September 18, 1941, the German forces invading the USSR captured the city of Poltava, Ukraine. My father-in-law, Maurice Bury, was in that battle. I wrote what he saw and experienced in Chapter 10 of Army of Worn Soles, the first book in the Eastern Front trilogy. Here’s a sample. Chapter 10: Panzers […]
Today in the history of the Second World War on the Eastern Front 1944: The Red Army breaks through near Narva, Estonia. — World War II Database A description of the following events from Walking Out of War. From Walking Out of War: Book 3 in the Eastern Front trilogy When the train passed a station […]
From The Wife Line A Sydney Rye Kindle World mystery Provence, France, May 2010 Mulberry had promised Sydney a simple assignment. But now, with the sweet scent of lavender filling her nostrils, the deep darkness of Provence pressing in from all sides, it did not seem all that simple. There was another aroma beside, or […]