About Me

I didn’t set out to be a writer. Neither of my parents and none of their friends were professional writers. The only careers on offer to a baby boomer woman raised in a conservative family were nurse or teacher. I hated the idea of giving people needles, but enjoyed bossing my dolls around as a little kid, so I chose the latter.

In my early 20s, I spent four years as a Junior High Social Studies and Language Arts teacher in St. Albert, Alberta, Canada. I enjoyed the students and the creative aspects of the job, including writing my own curricula, but it gradually dawned on me that I was withering inside, having spent most of my life in fluorescent-lit rooms with bells clanging at regular intervals.

I needed an adventure, badly, and so I left the security of four institution-green walls for the wide-open road of freelance life.

After experimenting with a number of different jobs, from running a daycare, to editing a newsletter, to working for environmental and human rights nonprofits, I found my way into a writing career. A friend and I had proposed Harriet’s Magic Hats, a children’s TV series about women in nontraditional careers (fitting, given my upbringing), to ACCESS Network in Edmonton, Alberta, and it got accepted. I ended up writing the scripts, discovered I had a talent for writing, and got hired to pen other programs. How lucky is that?

It took a while before I had the guts to call myself a writer, but eventually I did.

In the ensuing years working as a freelance writer and editor, I wrote documentaries, dramas, animation scripts, reports, studies, and print collateral for a variety of government, corporate, and educational clients.

I have also been a writing instructor at the Vancouver Film School and Langara College Continuing Studies Department, and have developed a number of different creative writing and journal-writing classes aimed at a range of audiences.

In addition, throughout my career, producers and funding agencies have commissioned me to review thousands of television and feature film scripts in every genre, and I was Story Editor for the fifth season of the CBC/Disney co-production, Danger Bay.

But the toughest assignment of all was one I gave myself. In 2004, my younger brother, Steve, died by suicide. Wanting to bring meaning to this devastating loss, I wrote a book, Did You Know I Would Miss You? and released a second edition in 2016.

Did You Know I Would Miss You? began as a series of letters and journal entries. This excerpt was from a letter written to Steve two months after his death:

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately, especially given my idea to write a book about suicide and bereavement, which would inevitably feature you quite strongly. In fact, you would be front and centre. You were never one to grab the spotlight, at least not in the presence of family. And yet, old friends of yours have described you as “wild.” You were a character of note in their lives – someone whose antics would be broadcast far and wide. It seems to me that that guy – the guy you were when you were most relaxed and free – would not object to being instrumental in helping others heal from losing someone to suicide. I think I can safely say that you would like that very much.”

Writing Did You Know I Would Miss You? helped me get to know my brother in a whole new way. It helped me transcend the grimness of his last moments and it brought him to life for me. Enduringly. That’s the miracle of writing.

I’m currently working on the second draft account of “Who Knew It Was A Cult,” about my seven years in Zadoria (not its real name), an obscure spiritual community based in a posh neighbourhood in West Vancouver, Canada in the mid-1980s to mid-1990s.

One of the readers of my first draft described it as “beautifully written: clear, articulate, full of great little flashes of poetry and humour. Maybe the biggest strength is your courage and vulnerability in telling this story.”

Writing it has been even more of a challenge than Did You Know I Would Miss You, but I have persevered, thanks in part to the words of Pulitzer prize-winning playwright, Arthur Miller, author of Death of a Salesman and other popular plays — “The best work that anyone ever writes is the work that is on the verge of embarrassing [her] – always.”

If that’s the main criterion, and I believe it is, I am on the writerly path!


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