Even before I could read, I decided to write a book.
I chose The Tale of Peter Rabbit because it was one of my favourite library loans, and I began diligently copying it on lined paper, letter-by-letter rather than word-by-word.
Timothy Findley believed this book of “mine” to be a masterpiece. “It tells the story of an individual who is willing to give up its life for a carrot stick,” he said.
When I was in my teens, I discovered the books that Timothy Findley and Margaret Atwood and Margaret Laurence had written, and I decided these were the kinds of stories that I wanted to copy out word-for-word to keep them close.
I do still draw much of my inspiration to write from other people’s stories, but now I can distinguish between authoring and plagiarising!
Just as I am always reading a variety of books (a handful or a few handfuls at a time), I also have multiple writing projects underway.
Currently my writing hours are divided between: a collection of stories set in 1999 small-town Ontario, a novel which does not feature a rabbit dressed in a blue jacket, and a series of essays about reading habits and experiences.