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Olympic Reminders

Before the Olympics started late last week, the first posts that appeared on my Facebook newsfeed were focused on the fact that Sochi apparently wasn’t ready for the Games. The evidence included photos of restrooms with visitor chairs (front row seats?) across from the toilet, toilet seats installed incorrectly, doors without door knobs, rooms without […]

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Olympic Fever

This past Saturday morning I went to The Bay in search of a toque, scarf and mitts from the 2014 Winter Olympics collection. I’d been there a few weeks ago, but hadn’t made the purchases, thinking I’d pop back another day. Turns out that wasn’t the best idea. By the time I got back Olympic […]

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How To Keep Up

During the development of Champions, a rather obvious problem came up: if ordinary people like Stephanie Shylock and Mike Strong are supposed to protect a genetically-enhanced human like Alex… how do they keep up? As readers caught up to Snapdragon will have noticed, when a Champion is told ‘get to the airport as fast as […]

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Friday Favorite – Equations

Kenneth doesn’t actually know this yet (though I guess he will the moment he reads this post) but after finishing the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo series and then moving on to Chris Hadfield’s An Astronauts Guide to Life on Earth, I decided I was in the mood to re-read his Equations Novels. As the […]

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Sackville’s Home

By now it’s a cliche to speak of the ‘greatest generation’ –– children of the Great Depression, who emerged from a level of poverty and starvation that we can scarcely imagine, to fight the injustices being wrought in Europe. Cynics among us are rightly skeptical that any war –– no matter how apparently just its […]

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From the Journals –– Free If By Sea.

Every so often I think I should take the time to go through all my journals and transfer their contents into a Word or Pages document that I could then categorize and sort. From time to time, I even think there may be a book concealed in those handwritten volumes, and that the various pieces […]

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Our National Sport

Last weekend, I spent roughly four hours with a shovel in hand. As Chris Murphy –– one of the residents of Mount Olympus who works at Canada’s Weather Network –– explained to my mother via Twitter, we were in line for some lake effect snow… and here in Waterloo, we certainly got our share. I’m […]

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Big Snow No Snow

This past weekend most of eastern Canada was treated to some more snow. Now, the general feeling seems to be that “We’ve had enough, thank you very much.” It’s therefore entirely possible that I’m setting myself up for some unpleasant emails by admitting this, but I was actually quite happy to see another 10 or […]

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Lost Tonnage

Earlier this week, I saw a confusing tweet from my good friend Mik; a battle had occurred in the massively multilayer online game EVE Online, which had resulted in an estimated $300,000 in damages. Now, I haven’t really played mulitplayer online games since Starcraft, so I wasn’t sure how such a battle could have a […]

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That’s The Why

When I was quite young, I apparently had a habit of emphasizing my explanations with an emphatic: That’s the why. I don’t remember this at all, of course, but my mother, who loved my unique little phrase, talked about it often. She also admitted that she didn’t correct me for the longest time because she […]

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Up Against It

May of 2005 was the single busiest month I’ve ever had when it comes to book events. Coming off two Chapters tours the previous year, and sitting on invitations to travel for book events and to hold writing workshops, we stacked up a schedule that crossed four provinces in as many weeks –– not much […]

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Snapdragons In The Snow

Today marks both the release of Iceberg’s first ebook of 2014 and the first Champions novella set in 1942… in one enjoyable 37,500-word package called Snapdragon. The cover features the awkward Lady Alex Smith and the ever-charming Mike Strong shading their eyes as they look upwards in a snowstorm, so I guess me saying that […]

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Building A Snapdragon

Since the first chapter of Whitecoat, we’ve known about Snapdragon. The first human-built aircraft to incorporate Saa technology into its design, the plane is meant to give Britain and the United States an unprecedented advantage over the rest of the world… though to be fair, the riches of the new world seem to have already […]

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Friday Favorite – Magic

Earlier this week, Newfoundland & Labrador Tourism released its first new television ad of the year – Magic. I remember my reaction the first time I saw one of these ads on TV  a number of years ago –– after I’d moved to Ontario. Finally, I thought, someone has captured not just how I’ve always […]

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Some Rough Out

We’ve been having a real winter in Waterloo, Ontario this year. I say real because there’s been snow on the ground since well before Christmas, which I love. Also, the temperatures have generally been well below seasonal, which I love less. A couple of weeks ago, for instance, we had a couple of –40˚ Celsius […]

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Lunch With The Admiral

Yesterday I had lunch with none other than First Lord John Fiora –– or as we call him here at Iceberg, award-winning author John Fioravanti. It was a working lunch, as important things are afoot, but I can’t elaborate on those just now. Instead, I want to talk about John, and how he earned such […]

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A Funny Thing Happened

Based on the time of day my Author Notes are posted, most readers have probably figured out that I usually don’t draft them same day. I get up early, generally between 5 and 5:30 a.m. so I can exercise, then check my Iceberg email and regular websites before the workday starts. But there isn’t quite […]

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Friday Favorite – Bricks

It was Monday, and I was running errands. There wasn’t a whole lot of time for this particular store; I was due back in the office for a meeting, so I was hurrying from department to department, to grab what I needed… then I stopped. In a sale display in the middle of the aisle […]

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Find The Memories

For as long as I can remember, my father called me ‘duck’. When he stopped calling me that… stopped calling me anything, really… I knew he no longer recognized me as his daughter. He perceived me as someone familiar and safe for quite some time. Indeed, in the final months I was one of the […]

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From the Journals –– After The Fact

A question I’ve been asked from time to time is whether or not writing helped me cope while my father was ill. My answer usually surprises people, because the reality is I didn’t do a great deal of my own writing during those years. My words were mainly for others –– news releases, speeches, articles, […]

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