My memoir has been writing itself for at least 25 years. After many abandoned attempts to commit the thing to paper, as well as a spate of confessional one-woman performances, and a half a dozen writers’ retreats one of which involved an overnight greyhound bus ride to Saskatoon, I finally wrestled my self-reflective ducks into a row long enough to produce If You Are Reading This.

The book is a collection of essays, some as short as one page, covering a wide swath of territory. Making appearances are childhood trauma, World War II, the lesbian night owl (world famous oxymoron), God, false teeth, feminism, lady painters, Santa Claus, and a funny bone that has stood the test of both time and trouble.


Just call me @ 250 247-7308, send an email to, or check it out at your library. Not available in stores. Cost is $22 plus gst and mailing.


Read what The British Columbia Review has to say

1751 A feminist life examined

Here’s what other folks have said:
“stupendous, a beautifully crafted life story…”
“devastating and witty…smooth like Noel Coward”
The line between the trauma and heartache and the humour is such a fine one. You somehow managed to artfully ride that line, pluck on my own family issues to the point of rawness then have me laughing out loud before I knew it… a breathtaking accomplishment.”


Here are a few narrated clips:


This is a narrated clip with visuals: