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Farley’s Friday:

Farley Here,

Hiking in the forests of the Purcell Mountain Range is pretty exciting. I’m doing my best to be a good off leash dog, but sometimes I get carried away and chase a squirrel. Kristina is all worried about me chasing a bear or a deer or a coyote. As if I would ever do that. We all know I’m not very brave.

I love cold water, and here I get to drink right out of a mountain stream. I’m not allowed near the big river. Apparently the current is too strong for me.

Farley in stream

But Chica, a yellow lab who used to live with my humans, got to go in the big river. I guess she was stronger than me.

Chica and stick

She would also bring sticks back to my humans when they threw one for her. Me, not so much. I like to watch the sticks float away.

I think I’m going to love living in the mountains.

Woof Woof

How to Focus to Get the Max out of a Writing Conference-2014

Kristina Stanley:

If you’re planning on attending a writing conference this year, this is the blog for you to read. Lots of great advice by Joan.

Originally posted on Never Give Up by Joan Y. Edwards:

Focus on what you want

Focus on What You Want
Copyright © 2013 Joan Y. Edwards

“How to Focus to Get the Max out of a Writing Conference-2014″ by Joan Y. Edwards

I hope that by reading my blog post or attending a conference, you’ll learn a writing skill or technique to inspire you to believe in yourself as a writer or illustrator and never give up.

Before the Conference

  1. What skill do you most want to improve? Attend the workshops that will help you improve that skill.

2. Visit the webpages of at least three of the presenters that interest you. Check out their books at the library or on

3. If you have specific questions for presenters, write them down on 3×5 note cards or on a sheet of paper and ask them at the conference. Most websites list a contact page with an email address, in case you don’t…

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Farley’s Friday: Ontario to BC


Farley here,

Whew . . . It’s been a long doggy week.

We drove from Ontario to British Columbia. My humans had no room in the car for my crate so I had to sleep in the closet.

Just to be clear, they didn’t make me, but I like to hide my head when I’m sleeping and the only thing I could find was this ironing board.

Really, the things I put up with.

Woof woof.

The Meet My Character Blog Hop-Nick Moore

Kristina Stanley:

I couldn’t help reblogging Kirsten’s blog. Thanks for the great mention and link to my books at the bottom. One small correction, Descent was nominated for the Crime Writer’s of Canada Unhanged Arthur and Burnt was nominated for the UK’s Crime Writer’s Association Debut Dagger. I would love to have won, but am extremely flattered to have been nominated. I’m looking forward to reading the future “Meet My Characters” blog hop.

Originally posted on A Scenic Route:

The cold wind gives me goose bumps as climb the front steps to Nick Moore’s beach house, gripping my laptop to my chest like a lover. I knock on the door.Image courtesy of 'Lucretious' @ stock.xchng

Will he remember me? Will he be forthcoming? Have I completely lost touch with my protagonist? Have I completely lost touch with the last vestige of my sanity?

The door opens and he grins broadly. “Writer!”

It is the first time I have visited him here in his new home, now several years into his happily ever after. “Nick?” I ask nervously. “Do you have some time?”

He laughs and steps aside to let me in. “Of course I have time. In fact, I’ve been expecting you.”

I look him over curiously. He hasn’t changed all that much since I last wrote him and still has that lean confident bearing that drives the women wild, and he still favors…

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Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten and His Pickerel

Farley here,

Can you believe I caught all these fish? Me either. But I did help. And a fishing guide helped to. He was amazing.

He knew all the rules, he knew where to find the fish,  he knew where everyone should drop their hook, and he how deep the lure should go.

So you’re wondering what I did to help. Well, I barked every time someone in the boat cast their rod. I barked when the fish came on board. I barked when the fish jumped out of the net and hit my nose. So basically, I barked.

Farley fishing

Oh, and the guide cleaned the fish too.

Too bad I don’t like the taste, but everyone else seemed to.

Woof Woof.

Writing While Traveling

Can you write while being a passenger in a car?

For me the answer is sometimes.  While driving along the north shore of Lake Superior, the scenery is spectacular and just a little distracting. The road twists and turns, and i lean from side to side as my husband smoothly takes the curves. I thought I’d get a lot of writing done when it wasn’t my turn to drive, but no so.

Then I thought, when we arrive and stay in a quiet bed and breakfast, I can write there. Ha Ha. Northern Ontario has too many places to explore. We arrived at each spot, got settled and headed out the door. Again, no writing for me.

But there was time to take a goofy selfie . . .  Lake Superior is in the background.

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Maybe  when we hit the prairies. Straight roads, endless wheat fields, blue skies. What could be better for getting some writing done?

A girl can dream, can’t she?

Thanks for reading . . .

Farley’s Friday: Canadian Dog

Farley Here,

I’m a land dog again. No more water for a while. I’m driving across Canada from Ontario to British Columbia.

Now that’s a lot of hours in the car, but I get a long walk in the morning before we hit the road.

Several stops during the day. Like here . . .

And then, there are B&Bs that take dogs. This one is great. They even had a dog of their own that I could play with.

Rossport BB


I think I’m going to like life on land. It seems to be one adventure after another.

Woof Woof.

P.S. Northern Ontario is beautiful.


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