I write stories from my Newfoundland culture,
some of them undergoing up to seven translations
and winning international awards.

It matters not our differences, we all feed from the one basket of life with its fruit of kindness, grief, fear, and all other emotions evoked by this tremendous and terrible journey through life. Of the fruit in the basket, it is joy I covet most for it is fed by Love. And love is everything.

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Missing Dad

Missing Dad

September 13, Day before moose-hunting season starts in Newfoundland. From Hampden, the tiny outport where I grew up and where my father still resides, I can hear the primal beating of his heat straight across the Gulf of ST. Lawrence into the quiet of my room in the south end of Halifax. No, he wouldn’t

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