Thursday, May 31, 2007

The Violin Lover wins award!

Was on the way out the door to Pilates when I received the kind of phonecall worth delaying virtuous exercise for! The Violin Lover is the fiction winner of the 2006 Canadian Jewish Book Award. The ceremony will be at the Leah Poslun Theatre in Toronto on June 21. Robert Fulford will be the invited speaker, preceded by a strawberry & champagne reception. Now, if there's anything I like almost as much as winning awards, it's strawberries & champagne. So I'll be the small person with the large smile.


Saturday, May 26, 2007

Are you in your right mind?

This is a fun test.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Nietzche Family CIrcus

I am the Empress! Who knew?

You are The Empress
Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation. (well 3 out of 6 ain't bad...)

The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful. (I really love spray painting pasta gold and gluing it to paper plates)

The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.
(Don't mess with me!)

from What Tarot Card are You?"
Take the Test to Find Out.

Sunday, May 13, 2007


It's finally spring and I'm gardening like a mad thing. Today I got some nifty hostas at Ye Olde Loblaws for only $5.99 each-- those Epic Perennials are always a good deal though they tend to be a bit forced and leggy so need calming down once they're transplanted. We've spent the past couple of weeks laying a winding flagstone path in the back with discarded stones scavenged from fancy neighbourhoods. Rather a lot of work but lovely looking, especially now I've planted thyme between the cracks.

Nice metaphor for most of what I do -- planting thyme in the cracks...

Here's a poem influenced by all this recent activity.


Faded, bent, and obdurate

its yellowing lace deceptive

the delicacy of old ladies who survive their mates

to work on in the garden

season after season

with arthritic fingers

who know the names of all winged visitors

and can recognize their songs across the twilight

as the nicotiana releases its scent

who plant verbena, penstemon, lobelia and monarda

for the butterflies and birds

and David Austin roses for themselves

who do not deadhead the sunflowers

so the creatures will have something to eat

who keep cats, but never set mousetraps

who use their best china every day

and jump the queue at the grocery store

because they have so little in their baskets

and no more time to waste

copyright Susan Glickman 2007