It's been a while

I was discouraged by the lack of viewers, approximately very few, and I left the blog alone for quite awhile. I am back and ready to share all the positive love and feelings that I have for everyone. So hold on to your hats and keep reading every day. I am writing a new book and will post portions in advance of publication. The title is Angel and I know that you will love it.
bye for now, I love you all. Karen

Maya Angelou, Oprah and Me

I was fortunate enough to win tickets to attend the Unique Lives Series at Place des Arts last evening in Montreal and be within a few feet of the fantastic Maya Angelou. She inspired and enlightened me. I cried and laughed with her and felt the heat of her love for us all. I will shine my light, I will be a rainbow in every cloud for all the people that I influence. She literally was beyond anyone I have ever experienced. I also met a woman who will pass on a second copy of my book to her, the first copy was mailed to Dr. Angelou's people in Boston. I then met a woman whose ex works for Oprah and she will talk to him about my book. Then I sat next to a documentary film maker who was almost as excited to meet me as I was to meet her. I flew home on wings of love and have yet to sober up. Life is amazing every day, thank you for sharing it with me. My new book is called Angel and is for the young adult market. Orca Books, here I come. I love you all. Karen

Joy, Love and Happiness Every Minute

I hope that you didn't say impossible when you read my title. We can have all those things all the time. We just must choose them. When my wonderful husband says something that would normally turn me into a crazy, madwife from hell, I choose to be peaceful. I choose to live in the moment and go with the flow of the energy of the universe. We are all one and I choose to love you. Karen

I am going on Oprah

The impetus to go on Oprah is getting stronger. This morning I sent individual emails to a bunch of friends of a friend. If you want to email her this is the link, http://www2.oprah.com/email/reach/email_reach_fromu.jhtml
My essay made the front cover of QWrite, the Quebec Writers Federation newsletter, I have never seen them do that before. My book was also featured in a lovely letter with a photo of the book cover in the Canadian Booksellers Quarterly, this is in anticipation of my trip to Toronto for the BookExpo the weekend of June 9-11 . Tell anyone and everyone about my book, ask them to email Oprah. One person can change the world. I love you all Karen

New Inspiration

I was trying to sleep early this morning and I had a inspiration for a book that would not let me sleep. The title is Angel and it begins like this. "You are my angel," she breathed over her son's newborn cheek, the steam from her nostrils searing the brand. The heavy mantle of her aspirations slipped on his tiny shoulders. Her saviour, her destruction. What do you think? Love you all.K.

It's a quiet day

This has been a quiet Saturday, I borrowed my mother's car to drive the middle son to a friend's and then did the groceries. It is misting more than raining and the spider webs are beautiful. The new grass has a lovely wet web of water draped over its lovely newness. The other day the bank gave me money for having a neat conversation with them, how often does that happen?Today my pet food store was closed forever and I went to another store that gave me a free (Large) bag of food because I was about to get it for purchasing my 10th bag, got that? Yesterday I found a lovely gold bangle on the floor in the washroom at Sears, it is only costume jewellery but it reminds me that my abundance is on its way!!!!!!!Love you all. K.

To the Sky and Beyond

Wayne passed his exams and is a general contractor, he now expects special treatment. I wrote most of the outline for M&M3Sons since that is how I wrote the first book, but it doesn't feel right. I am just going to write. That feels wright. I love you all. K

Hey, Started My Next Book

Today the weather continues to shine and warm and cossett. My wash dried on the line even as I hung it out. I walked with Chuck (the dog) and we sat on the beach together. I was writing in my head and planning the outline for Me and My Three Sons. I wrote most of it this afternoon and will pitch it to my writer's group tonight. Wayne's Licsence arrived from the provincial government. He can put his RBQ numbers on his truck and build whatever he wants, he is very, very happy. I got a lovely phone call from Edgar last night. He called to tell me how much he and his wife enjoyed the book. Then he told me how they met after his first wife left him with three children. He was walking his father back to his room at the home, his dad had Alzhiemers, when a lady came up to him (she hadn't spoken in months) and said, "This is my daughter, Elizabeth, I want you to take her home, kiss her goodnight, and tuck her in bed." He married that lovely daughter and had two more children with her. He is now 77 and he loved my book. He is even emailing oprah.com to tell them. How magnificent. I love you all. Karen

Won't Let a Scammer Ruin My Natural High

To all you lovely people out there, some of you must know that I was almost seduced by a scammer of the Screenplay Agency in New York ? maybe maybe not? The office is a virtual one and he could be slumming anywhere. A fine Ms Sherry Fine was sending me a contract because I wrote such a great screenplay that she was sure that they could sell. All I had to do was get it critiqued, not by them, no, but they could refer me and it would only cost less than $100. Go to Alex Epstein's blog, he has the full scoop. He used my questions about the legitimacy of Sherry Fine to post his blog that day and gathered fine research. This is a fine thing, I got out before the noose could tighten. I even sent Ms. Fine-Fletcher (his real name is Fletcher) some real fine emails about how he should be ashamed of himself and that I was sending him peace and love in the hopes that he could change his nasty ways. He sent me another missive today telling me to toughen up and not listen to those people and that they are jealous and have no proof. Excuse me, I sent him a forward with the proof in it. He also scams poets and novelists. He is certainly nasty and needs our love. I am submitting for awards and intend to win them all. Love, Karen

Trying not to let the grey and drizzle get me down

The grey days are seemingly endless, tied together by drizzle and wet slushy stuff that is continuously being dripped on our heads. It is with supreme effort that I stay out of my bed. No champagne corks popping about the contract offer yet. I have more work to do and may not receive a payout. I am trying so hard to stay positive and the shooting in VA is making that even harder. Why do people need semi-automatics? Why is the gun-culture so pervasive? I send peace and love to all of those people suffering in VA and around the world. Karen

Radiothon Success and a sleepy weekend

Friday the 13th was lucky for me and for the Montreal Children's Hospital. They raised almost 2.5 million dollars over the three day event! I was on from 9-10 like I thought, but on three different stations over the hour. First was Cat and Lisa on Mix 96, then Tommy on CJAD and finally my old school mate Terry DiMonte at CHOM. I reminded him that his best friend wanted to fix us up about 25 years ago. He almost blushed. I had a great time and they all plugged my book. Saturday I got up almost as early 6am to go to Longeuil to do an Aloette monthly meeting. My first and only one, I am not quite the type to form a conga line at 10 am and jump on chairs. They are just a bit over the top for me, but good for them. I had a baby shower for Jodi at 2pm and came home and slept until 6:30 the next morning. I watched Coronation street, all five episodes at one time and lazed around and slept on and off all day. My dad came over with my mother for supper for his birthday and Wayne cooked for everyone, tacos for the guys and salmon for the ladies, it was really nice. I am starting the outline for my new book today, Me and My Three Sons! Hope you like it, 10 more years of humourous calamities. I love you all. Karen

Radiothon Tomorrow

I just submitted an 800 word piece for the Quebec Writers Federation Newsletter, not that you would have access to this tome, but it was humourous (see previous blog, word for word). I am working on a grant application so that I can stand out from all the other starving writers living in garretts. It is due by the 15th so I have today and tomorrow to wrap it up. My house is for sale and that is always a bit disconcerting. We had a visit yesterday and they may come back next week. We would build another house when it sold. I am uninspired today and don't have much to say, I am glad that I don't need to be creative or anything, oh yeah, grant application, that's creative, get it in gear Karen. Love you all.

QWrite and Tommy Schnurmacher

I just emailed my first submission by my new laptop. It is very exciting to be pulled into the computer age. As far as I am concerned my laptop is just a typewriter that emails. Some of you of the younger set may never have even seen a typewriter, or a dial phone for that matter, with a cord. I will now submit for you enjoyment my article for QWrite and don't forget to give a listen Friday am at 9, any station CJAD, CHOM and Mix 96.

How to Get Published Without Losing One’s Mind



I have been writing since grade six and composing, I suppose, since birth. Always highly charged, I careened from one romance, one husband and from one career to another. In 1985, I gave birth to an outwardly healthy, male child. He subsequently required a lobectomy, which removed most of a lung. I could not give him back and ask for a refund. His father began to melt away in drips and drops until I was alone with a toddler. I began a harrowing journey in the nether-world known as dating. I fixated upon one likely specimen and willed him to be mine. Somehow I became pregnant and had another boy. This one needed three open-heart surgeries, but the good doctors managed to complete the rerouting of his physiology in two operations. His cardiologist gave me hope. I began to believe that my baby would not die. At that point, I knew four things: I would write a book about my experiences, I would call it My Two Sons, I would dedicate it to his cardiologist and that it would start with the words, Even pigs sweat on a day like this.
I had been keeping a journal since before the birth of my first son. I now collected related medical files and began to write. It was really easy. Just type, type, type (or as Margaret Atwood says, scribble, scribble) and I soon had three chapters, about one hundred pages. I didn’t know if it was any good and the helium writer’s group that I attended every week had little to say except, ‘‘add some dialogue, you can’t write it that way.’’ Well I couldn’t write it any other way and when I conferred with my mentor, Judy, she told me that was my style, that’s how I write. When I first began pushing myself under her wing, I told her I was going to write a non-fiction book. She lovingly dissuaded me by suggesting I write a children’s book. The following week after writing Dan and His You-Know-What and presenting it to her, she acquiesced and allowed me my vision. I found a book about getting published and did every damn thing that author said and worked on a book proposal for months. I then bought a heavy volume of agent listings and began the queer querying process. I drove to Vermont to buy pink flowered American stamps to slap on my SASEs. I furiously wrote, licked, sealed, mailed and received for weeks. The receiving was rejection letters, though fortunately, most agents did not bother to respond so my rejection rate was not quite as painful as it could have been. My hide was beginning to thicken. The My Two Sons book proposal was squashed in a drawer and I wrote on. I wrote children’s stories – the under-twelve set (and some over-twelves) tell me that they are very good. I have a fine screenplay that has only been rejected a few times. I have countless short stories that make me laugh and I have a murder mystery fully plotted and partially clothed. I also have got quite a decent start to a novel about a woman trying not to have an affair; I’m still waiting to see how that one turns out. My Two Sons remained in the drawer and I vowed there it would stay until someone paid me to take it out. A dreamer you say?

Years later, I began bumping into a publisher on a regular basis. At parties, at the fair, there he would be. And I kept promising him a look at my book and I never sent it. I fell down some stairs and got quite banged up. Then three surgeries in two years that slowed me down and finally I just sent it. Book proposal in hand, he showed up at my house offering to publish. I spent a few months finishing my book and after handing it in early the editing began. Thanks to my editor, Stuart Woods, of Price-Patterson, it was relatively effortless and we published in November. Aside from some nasty clichés that he unwittingly tried to insert, he did a magnificent job. Since the release of the book I’ve been astoundingly busy. I’ve done five interviews for newspapers, several radio appearances and many talks. I want very much to get this book out to a wider audience, across Canada and eventually into the States and Europe; also to find a French editeur to translate and publish Me and My Two Sons.

My reward has not been monetary, (God no!) but in the responses from my readers. I have heard countless times how the book made them laugh and cry and that they could not put it down. Many read it in one sitting, often staying up until 3 or 4 in the morning. This is a book of hope that is giving people a sense of joy and inspiration, even when enduring the most difficult of circumstances. Having told my tale of having two sick babies, of losing one husband and finding another, in a humourous and poignant fashion, I am pleased that my audience finds that reading my book feels like a visit from an old and dear friend.

I love you all Karen

It's All Good

My wonderful friends and fans, thank you for all the great energy I have received from you as a consequence of writing this book. I am sending my screenplay Remember Me to an agent today or tomorrow, as soon as I can figure out how. My blog looks better and newer since Matthew Brett helped me by tweaking it a little. I was with my French ladies group last night and we did an Intention Circle, it was amazing. I mean, these women had never done it before and just stating their gratitudes was an eye opener, then came the intentions. How fabulous. I love you all. K

I'm Back

I missed you all, my laptop was in the shop being reconfigured and Wayne's was at the accountant's being analysed. I got an A- on my CanLit essay and last night was the final class, with an essay exam. It's over and I am 6 credits richer. I may find a summer course to take, but I'll only look at it next week. I cleaned out my closet and got rid of well over 50% of my clothes. I feel lighter and fresher now that the chi in my life is flowing smoothly. Wayne had two exams today and he did really well, he has more tomorrow and three days next week. I am so proud of him. I am speaking in Cowansville at 1:30 and will be on the radio next week on Friday the 13th, with Tommy but possibly on all three stations. Things couldn't be better and I look forward to reporting even more great news soon. Lots and lots of Love, Karen

I'm Back

I missed you all, my laptop was in the shop being reconfigured and Wayne's was at the accountant's being analysed. I got an A- on my CanLit essay and last night was the final class, with an essay exam. It's over and I am 6 credits richer. I may find a summer course to take, but I'll only look at it next week. I cleaned out my closet and got rid of well over 50% of my clothes. I feel lighter and fresher now that the chi in my life is flowing smoothly. Wayne had two exams today and he did really well, he has more tomorrow and three days next week. I am so proud of him. I am speaking in Cowansville at 1:30 and will be on the radio next week on Friday the 13th, with Tommy but possibly on all three stations. Things couldn't be better and I look forward to reporting even more great news soon. Lots and lots of Love, Karen

Amazing Day Again

My laptop is at the doctor's office getting set up so I can use it!!!!! All my files are being downloaded on it to, configured, that's the word I was looking for, the doctor is configuring my Toshiba and I like it!Qwrite asked me for an article, and I am working diligently on a humourous account of trying to get published, you know, like a humourous account of having forty lashes. Love you all, K

Abundance Dance

How similar to dance to Abundance. My thinking has become more in tune with the things that I am learning it increasingly releases any fears that may have been lingering and allows me the freedom to imagine and create everything that I want in my life. It feels like my time is now and that it is all happening. The Secret has been a big help and I will continue to watch it and learn to apply the Law of Attraction. I am attracting you and that is amazing. Love you all K.

Finally!

Wayne, finally has watched the Secret. He is just finishing it so I don't know what he thought, but he has to learn something from it about the Law of Attraction and Manifesting so good on him and good on us. My publisher called me, I had forgotten that I was to go to Toronto and he also said that they are looking at a national thrust for me, they have to think outside the box with me. The Toronto Globe and Mail will do a feature on me and I will be on the radio again. Besides I have two speaking engagements lined up and ctv and cbc television are both very interested. This book is a big hit. I love you all. K

Share the Secret

I finally saw The Secret today and it was everything that I thought it would be and everything that I have been doing. Writers House sent me a letter and Maya wrote a personal note in the corner about how the book gave her hope. I sent her back a note asking if she could find me an agent. The Canadians are winning after 2 , 3-1 , Kovalev got two goals so far. I just made my famous muffins, Kyle is at his friend Felix and Quinn is sick with a low-grade fever and a cough. Matthew is supposed to come up tonight and Wayne too. Wayne will stay for a few days, that is so great, he can watch the Secret with me and learn to apply the Law of Attraction. My mother went into Montreal with my dad and was really tired upon her return. I am starting another book but I must choose which one. Love you all.

Tired, Happy and Loved

Wayne asked me to drive into Montreal to visit his dad with him at the Hotel Dieu Hospital, he has prostate cancer and was operated on Wednesday. I arrived at 10:30 at Uncle Yvon's garage to meet him and Wanda was there. Wayne's older sister came with us to the Hospital and I stayed until 8:30. The drive home was a little scary as I am wiped. There was a fellow in the next bed with two broken legs from Sri Lanka whose name was Thangaraja. He used numerology and palmistry to tell us about ourselves and our relationships, he was bang on. Even Wayne had his palm read and couldn't believe it, and it was his first time. All I heard was that he was perfect, Thangaraja really got that wrong! Just Kidding, he is perfect, as we all are and don't you forget it. Love Karen

Radiothon, Toronto Globe and Mail and Me

Getting more popular, hope it translates into sales. Buy the book. I have been invited on the radiothon for the Montreal Children's Foundation to speak as a guest with Tommy on CJAD but it will be on all three radio stations. Also the Toronto Globe and Mail asked for a copy of my book. It has to take off. It just has to. Took the old car to the garage for simple little things and it was $532.00 for ball joints, bearings or something?! Buy the book. Maybe I'll visit my fiction before I start Me And My Three Sons. Love You All, Karen

Catch me this week- next week- who knows?

The computer will be brought to Montreal on Monday by Wayne and I may be laptopless! All of you with dirty minds (you know who you are) I said laptopless not topless. The Women's Institute has asked me to be a guest speaker, I am really looking forward to it. Slept most of the day, quite worn out, I am trying to catch up but it can be hard. Picking up Dad from Florida tomorrow instead of today, I got an email from him saying that he was leaving my mother and staying in Florida and that the photo in the next email would explain everything. It was one of him and Marilyn. My mother laughed her head off. I am thinking of getting a book of Idioms. They are absolutely fascinating. Send me your good wishes, send me your positive energy, I feel a little tired today and could use it. I love you all. K.

How could I neglect you?

I have been so attentive about writing but with no comments, I am feeling slightly slighted. I had my second to last class tonight and got home about an hour ago. Time to get in bed because, Kyle gets me up at 6:10, that is not the right hour for me. Anyone that has read my book knows how much I like to sleep. I would go to bed at 1am and get up around 10am. I may just start a sequel to my book, all I need is for that to catch on too! An agent from heaven, angel and agent are almost the same word. A nice boy named Julien bought my book today for his mother Lynne, she had two sons too. Except I have three sons so ergo, my next book will be called Me And My Three Sons and don't be expecting any more babies out of my almost fifty year old eggs. Love to you all. K.

Gonna get me an agent today!

Off to Concordia to get me an agent, the snow is coming so I trust that all will go well and to further complicate things, I have to pick up Kyle and Pascal at their school at 9:45 tonight. Jeffrey Moore will be on a panel today and I look forward to seeing him and giving him a copy of my book. Love you all.

Can't seem to get in the flow of the traffic

I drove my Dad to the airport this morning. We took highway 10 to Dorval and experienced traffic tie-ups all the way to the bridge, a common occurence for someone living in the Eastern Townships. I stopped at my sons's to see how he was after the death of his grandfather on the 13th and it was like rousing the dead. I should not have rung the bell. It seems all grandpa wanted after he died was a party, they must have had a hell of a lot of champagne. Then I hit major traffic near exit 29. A pickup truck smashed into a cement structure and wrapped itself around the small building. It also took out a large billboard of the local ADQ candidate in the upcoming provincial election. My newly returned friend Eva made me lunch and I came home and read yesterday's news. It was very disorienting as I had read today's paper on the way in. Love to you all, K

Amazing Day, Kyle's Fourteen Today

I have had another best day, I met with Helene this morning about me becoming an Aloette sales woman, very exciting, we are well suited. Then I met Christine at lunch and spoke to the lady at the next table, she was so interested in the book that she went right back to the book store and bought it. Then they read a bit and she went back to buy another one, for a gift. I signed both copies and she said she would tell her friends that own a bookstore in Ottawa to get the book in because it was so wonderful. They read the first paragraph at lunch! Christine was amazed at me in action, she said Oprah will come there to film me in action. Had the boys in for their English lesson, played Scrabble and I explained "kit and caboodle" Going to see Al Gore's doc. tonight. Life is good, life is sweet. Love you all. K.

they keep throwing money at me

I have been doing some serious abundance work lately, remember that propane bill?, anyway, it seems in the last few days, things have shifted. I am not talking great, huge pots of money, but, for instance, the marketing firm Leger & Leger want my opinions on the government, and they are going to pay me $60. for two hours. Well, did they pick the right person, one with a lot of opinions and one who could rightly use that $60. People have been paying me for books that I thought I wouldn't get paid for and let the bounty flow. My former father-in-law passed away today, my son just called me. John was special, he will be missed. I love you all, K

Time change, time smange

If my child had not set the alarm this morning, I would still be asleep. Being a night owl by nature, I wrote my book mostly between 8pm and 1 am (except near the deadline, no longer had the luxury) First draft finished of my essay, will review this morning and hope that my brain turns on. Class tonight, my nails need doing. Poem for the day : Wayne
my man can be small
or not at all he waits
To be happy or not
and he still is attending
to his needs are great
and yet he denies
what he musts have
or have not ever
what he really is
crying for love and
security is overated
All he really, really
Really is what he
imagines it to be
Or not and then if
he intends to be
happy every day
He will.

Just another Sunday

Went to the Buffet Kirin on Tachereau Blvd for the kid's birthday supper with my parents so the boys could see their dad. Matthew was working 34 hours at the bar this weekend and was unable to join us. It was bittersweet but not going to last forever, Wayne will be home soon. I worked some more on my essay and should have it finished today, good thing, it's due tomorrow. Finally know how to spell tomorrow, could never remember if it was two m's or two r's or both, now I think, spells like sorrow. One m and 2 r's, that is correct isn't it? Woke up to a patch of sunlight on my bed and the hour moved forward in keeping with Daylight Craving Time. The blue sky outside looked miraculously incongrous with the drifting snowflakes. The ice banner hanging off our tin roof dripped and reflected silver in the sun rise. I was grateful for a moment, for an hour, for the day. I love you all.

With Friends like this!

I have a friend named Myrna who has been a rock for me. Even though we rarely see each other and don't talk that often she has always been there for me and I for her. We are usually living in different cities but even that has not affected the deep love and respect we have for each other. I wish all of you could find a friendship such as ours, that sustains and feeds our souls. On to local news, my publisher has cleared the way for Robert Leckner to be my agent, now all he has to do is want to represent me and we are off to the races. Why do I need an agent? The book biz is tough, and rough and not for the thin-skinned. He would (keep your fingers Xed) bring my book to an American publisher and then I could pay the propane bill. Quinn's party was yesterday and I managed to do some work on my essay due Monday entitled "Striking Symetry of Silence, Quantum Mechanics and Verisimilitude in Michael Ondaatje's Coming Through Slaughter and Carol Shields's The Stone Diaries" How's that for a Historiographic Metaphysical Study? I'm not too sure what some of those words mean but they sure sound good. I will be so glad to see the end of this class in four weeks. K

Can it get any better?

I don't care what people think of me. So if you are offended when i say that my life if perfect, you are in the wrong blog. I don't mean that i have things easier than you or that i have no problems. Just two weeks ago the propane people didn't want to give us heat because we owed them money. But i really feel that everything that happens to me is perfect and is for a good reason, even though I don't always know why, I don't have to know why. It just is and I accept that.
Here's a poem for you, Poem of the day if you like:
Time As A Single Point / Where the time goes/ Who knows/ Maybe it doesn't/ Maybe it stays still/ A single sharp moment / And we travel through it.// Maybe that's all there is/ This second, this time/ Maybe we have to consider/ To caution, to be circumspect/ To savour, enjoy and respect./ This one single special moment of time. I love you all

Oprah here we come

Just got a phone call from an old friend in England, she just happens to be named Karen too, two. What joy to talk with her. CBC television's Sue Smith is interested in my book. Oprah is next. Love to you all

Kudos if you actually found my blog

I don't know how anyone can find this blog and i've tried, people ask me and I don't know what to tell them. I am working on an essay due for class next week and the kids are off for spring break. It's -20 out and we are staying huddled around the wood burning stove. I love you all. Karen

I Felt The Earth Move and The Universe Respond

I drove on the highway yesterday in white-out conditions, cars off the road and on the way back from class an eighteen-wheeler lay forlornely on its side like an abandoned dinosaur. Today the roads were worse and it is -40 degrees with the wind chill. I picked up a guy WALKING to work. He said he would buy my book. I went to A's house for tea around noon and we did an intending circle and we both felt an incredible energy, we were literally covered in goose bumps. It was one of the most thrilling moments of my life. She felt it so strongly that she was close to tears, as I was. I told her that I had been intending to receive a Canadian dictionary, the big one with the gold leaf pages. She then gave me her Random House dictionary, must weigh over ten pounds, complete with pressed flower inside. My life couldn't be more perfect, I intend the same for you, I love you all, Karen and Thank You.

Never ever give up hope!!!

I just had a wee good cry. Wayne (the husband) was home from the big, bad city for 16 hours, minus 9 hours for sleep, that left us seven hours and we spent almost two going out for breakfast. He installed Word in my new laptop (remember my intending, $500. Toshiba from Staples?) That left us four hours for the whole week. What do you think we did? So I had a cry when he left. Just as he was pulling out of the driveway, I ran out with a broom (to clean off the propane tank out back) and stopped him. I wanted another kiss but he took one look at My Mother's hat on my head and said, "You are turning into your mother." I must say that I look nothing like her but the hat does. He is starting to come around about things and I won't say more until I know for sure, but it's looking better. We should manage to pay the propane bill $$$$$$$, but hey, it's tight. So buy the book. Tell your friends and for God's sake email Oprah and tell her too! I love you all. Karen

Almost Ran Over A Turkey!

I had to drive Kyle (middle son) to a friend's house to sleep over so that they could go to a girl's house tomorrow for a party. On the way down a highway, a turkey (we think) sauntered on to the road. I honked at the bird to get out of the way as I slowed down and the kids, (Kyle and Quinn) couldn't beleive it. I sent 11 emails to agents in Canada yesterday requesting representation and have already received two very polite rejections. It's snowing yet again, we just had 30 cm, get ready for more. The total eclipse of the moon is between approx. 5:30 and 7:45? tonight, but the clouds will most likely obscure any sighting. I went to the bookstore with the kids last night for the 50th anniversary of The Cat In The Hat. Louise Penny the author was there to help animate it. It was charming, high energy and we had cake. Quinn pinned the tail on The Cat and won a t-shirt. Love you All Big Time, Would love to hear from you, Really, Really would, Karen

Asked the Universe for a new Laptop & Got It!

Feel kind of silly writing this blog and not having an audience but if you build it they will come. I needed a laptop because Wayne (the husband) wants to take his to the city while he is working there and I would be left keyless and clue-less. I did creative visualization and intending and asked specifically for a new laptop that would cost $500. and be free, meaning I wouldn't actually have to pay for it. The propane people want their $$$$. Three days after my intending, MY MOTHER gave me $500. and when I went to Staples (Bureau en Gros in Quebec) they had a new Toshiba in the back for, you guessed it, $500.00 Goldarn amazing!! I sent an email to Annie's Mailbox today about how desperate I am about the book getting out, I don't expect anything there. Actually, I don't expect anything anywhere. Kids are home,it's a snow day, made muffins and played chess. Love You Much, K.

My Moment of Clarity

It seems the smiling has helped. I didn't win the Millionaire Life draw yesterday but I got a response letter from Writers House in New York and they want to see the book. I also had a great message on my phone when I got home today from A. and she said that my intending for her got her a coffee date with G. She was full of gratitude towards the universe. I'm all for that. She has been intending for me to get my book on Oprah. I've been asking people to email the show if they've read the book and loved it! So far everyone has agreed.

I had a revelation yesterday, sort of a moment of clarity and it's probably one of the first ones I've ever had. Wayne (the present husband) who's working in Montreal 6 days a week and who I only see on Saturday nights, had told me that he saw a house in the city that he was interested in. A ball of fear formed in my stomach about moving back from the country (lovely Knowlton) and my parents down the street. Well this moment of amazing grace came as I was in the tub and soaping my face. Basically the message was: "Don't have fear. What ever is going to happen is going to happen and there's nothing you can do about it. So have joy, be happy and do the best you can every moment." I must say, that sure cleared things up for me. Hope it does for you too. Your friend Karen. I love you all.

Keeping the damn smile helped

Yesterday was the first day that i actually wrote anything on this blog, I am desperately trying to get my book out to PEOPLE. Living in French Quebec makes it slightly harder to reach an English audience. I have been asking people that have read my book to email Oprah.com. I love you all and will write again tomorrow.

not much rain on my parade

Keep a darn smile on my face, keeeep a daaarn smile on my damn face, okay everybody smile together now, you can do it.