For as long as I can remember, I have loved writing. I started by writing short stories when I was a kid, fun and playful storylines about female pirates who make stew out of a man named Stu (I still have this story stashed away). Later came journal entries, travel blogs, and professional assignments. My writing has often been described as sounding the same as I speak. I like that!
Prose is my latest venture into blogging, it will be a weekly blog that covers the stories I feel inspired to write and share. It’s not all marketing advice, it’s more stories from my life and experiences, possibly woven in with a moral of the story or lesson learned (like a fairytale).
My only guarantee is that it will be creative, playful, and probably have run on sentences and some grammar mistakes (to err is human). It will also be a connection between me and you each week. I hope you’ll join me on this writing adventure.
Imprints of kindness.
Jane used to knit slippers for us, the kind that look like a ballet flat, are a little bit stretchy, and every Canadian house seems to have a couple of pairs floating around. I think she lived in our neighbourhood and often went on walks because my sister and I would regularly see her. She would always stop and chat with us. Jane was part of the cast that made up our childhood. The maker of slippers and small chat.
And she made a difference but probably not how she thought she did. Imagine if we knew which actions, words, and everyday kindness were our lasting legacies?
How to write a Press Release.
More than a how-to article — it’s also my journey in learning the art of writing press releases.
It starts with a day job shadowing a newspaper journalist, goes into my first press release, and ends with a handy Press Release Template.
A Lesson From Grandpa Jean.
When I think about people being neurodivergent, I often think about my Grandfather Jean. He was quirky. As my teen years were unfolding, I was emailing him regularly, I had A LOT of emotions and he was the person who could calm me with reasoning, understanding, and logic. My emails were long rants, most likely 2 or 3 pages long. And he would always reply with what looked like poems.
How Being Deaf Is Like Learning A New Language
It’s been 10 years since I lost my hearing. A couple of months after going deaf, I wrote the following blog. While you may not know what it’s like to be deaf in both ears, to wear a hearing aid, to speech read, you might know what it’s like to travel and communicate in a foreign language. From that perspective, you can understand what being deaf feels like, it’s a start.
There’s A Monster At The End Of This Book!
Feeling like Grover in The Monster at the End of This Book?
Yep, I've been there —pushing through the pages of my career, building walls of fear, and finally realizing that the "monster" I was scared of… wasn't so terrible after all.
From freelancing on a tiny Dutch island to facing big decisions about my future, I’ve been navigating one plot twist at a time. Last year, I decided to take a break and recalibrate.
Here I compare my feelings with lovable furry old Grover.