Que sais-je? (Not that much)

Although I don’t travel so often, in my years of occasional blogging I’ve developed a bad habit of stockpiling material for mammoth “My Trip” posts and then never quite finishing them. This one’s a messy…

Day to Self

In the way of books talking to one another it seems entirely appropriate that the book I gave up on this past week was mentioned in the opening pages of the book I picked up…

Guest Room Library

I realized the other day that I had been back in BC for one whole year. This also means most of my books (and some assorted other flotsam) have now been lurking in a dark…

Singing Wind & Skylight Books

It’s been so long since we got home from our trip to Arizona and California (and a tiny impromptu bit of Death Valley, Nevada), but there were great bookstores and not all the books bought…

Books & Bikes

A little later this month I’ll be getting together with a bunch of the cyclists from a cross-Canada trip I was part of ten years ago, and to gear up for our reunion ride I…

Lillooet Public Library

A couple of years ago I set out to write a series of poems about libraries: the public library in my town, the book swap that may or may not still operate in its very…