As a young girl my greatest loves were newspapers and books. I dreamed one day I’d be a newspaper reporter, and one day I’d write a book. At 21, I graduated with my degree in journalism and worked at newspapers in Collingwood, Barrie and Oshawa, but the book eluded me. Not any more. Four years ago I made time to follow my dream. In my little downstairs office I’d set my timer for 60 minutes and allow the words, the feelings and the memories to flow. With two 60-minute intervals a day, the words weren’t always pretty, but they were on the page. Today—following memoir writing classes at Ryerson, a graduate certificate in creative Writing from Humber College, working with an amazing editor, and countless hours of pouring my heart on the page—I’m ready to birth my 327-page baby. Seized—A Memoir of Epilepsy, Complications and Love , explores my journey with my son, James, who since birth has suff...
What I’m reading, what I’m writing (Seized: A Mother's Memoir of Epilepsy, Complications and Love), what I’m loving, and everything in between. Welcome!

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