by Heather the Jane. Our neighbour brought us over a huge bag of fresh-picked apples the other day. Yep, that time of year again when the apples are ready for picking and those ambitious enough (cough, cough not me) are out in the orchards. And those with a penchant for superstition, are trying their hand at a few or these, or at least reminiscing.... 
by Heather the Jane.
I was having a bit of a hard time lately trying to get inside the head of a character I'm writing. Oh, I love her already, there is no question there. (I'm the kind of writer who gets really close to her characters. Seriously, I cry over these people. Get chills when they 'get it'. Jump for joy when they succeed. Cringe when they make their inevitable mistakes.) And with my current literary work in progress, though I vaguely grasped my protagonist – felt her feelings, sighed with her heartache, was inside her head – I wasn't yet satiisfied that I was completely inside her soul. So how could I do her/the story, justice?
by Norah Wilson (the Wilson in Wilson Doherty)
Oh, this is too cool! A new Arcade Fire interactive video. It's billed as a "Chrome Experiment", and you will need to download Google Chrome (which is easily and quickly done). In Google Chrome, load this URL:
http://thewildernessdowntown.com/
It will ask for the address of the home where you grew up. Plug it in and watch your personalized video. The song is "We Used to Wait" from their new CD The Suburbs.
And it has crows! Lots and lots of crows! Did I mention I love crows?
by Norah Wilson (the Wilson in Wilson Doherty) This year, for the first time in a long while, I took in Fredericton’s Harvest Jazz & Blues Festival, which was celebrating its 20th year. And OMG, the music was great! But beyond that, it was wonderful to wander around downtown Fredericton and take in all that energy. I think they were the most polite, happiest crowd I’ve ever encountered at a music festival.
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