The first warning came from my grandmother. I was 27, running through life. Not like there was no tomorrow but like I had to get to tomorrow before anyone else did. My grandmother gave me a book, “Slow Me Down, Lord”. I did not listen to the warning.
“I'm so glad I bit the bullet (pulled on my spanx) and had the pictures done. It was a beautiful experience. Women honouring women. I was nervous. Centre stage is not my thing, but I felt beautiful and I can't wait to do it again!”
The setting may be academic but courses aren’t anything like the dull drills you remember from college days. There are no grades, no pop quizzes. Classes are interesting, relevant, hip and often have an element of fun - click headline
...the last time she, herself, was in such a panting, sweaty state was in 1968 and she was backstage at the Newport Folk Festival, in a van - click headline
FYI previews the 35th edition of the International Festival of Authors, running Oct. 23 to Nov. 2 in Toronto, with profiles of two participating writers. Visit ifoa.org for festival details