Writing
is a solitary process. So, when you get a chance to meet up with writer friends
and participate at a bookstore author event you jump on a plane and fly to
Ontario.
First
stop, the Stephen Leacock Museum in Orillia, Ontario. My friend goes into the
office. “I know the museum isn’t open, but she’s come all the way from Calgary.”
She points at me. “Is there a chance we can take a look?”
“Of
course,” the cheery lady says. “Give me five minutes. I’ll open it for you.”
I
grin at my persuasive friend, and she winks back.
While
we wait, we head to Leacock’s Boathouse. Painted figures resembling characters
from Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town align the pathway.
And then we’re off to check out Leacock’s home. With no one else around we’re able to take our time and read all the plaques.
Stephen
Leacock facts:
- 1869-1944 born in England, 10 siblings, family moved to Ontario in 1876, father became an alcoholic and abandoned the family in 1878.
- Leacock was a teacher, political
scientist, writer, humourist (best known English-speaking humourist of his time).
- In 1900 he married Beatrix Hamilton, an
actress. They had one son, Stephen Lushington.
- Leacock’s colleagues warned him his
reputation would be ruined if he published humour. Beatrix encouraged him to
publish it regardless of what others thought.
- In 1990, while completing upgrades on the Leacock house, love letters from Beatrix were found in a secret panel in the bedroom closet. They were written before she died of breast cancer in 1925 at 46 years old. The letters tell of their love story and depict a side of Leacock few people were privy to.
- Beatrix passed away before the house was complete.
Okay, enough Leacock trivia. We’re off to meet the others. There’s much to catch up on so a simple supper of nachos and fixings, red wine, Hawkins Cheezies (no substitutes) and assorted chocolates carry us late into the night. My cheeks hurt. Tears fall. Weight is lifted off shoulders. Exhausting good fun.
Early the next morning we leave in
the rain, headed for Uxbridge, Ontario for the Independent Book Store
celebration at Blue Heron Books. I get to promote my book, hang with authors
and try to appear unterrified.
At the bookstore, I get a name tag which helps me remember who I am when fear nails my tongue to the roof of my mouth. I pull up my big girl panties and approach authors, ask them questions about their book(s) and writing journey. It’s not a walk in the park for anyone – this book writing gig. It’s hard work. A lot of hard work.
From a distance, I watch Canadian
bestselling author, Terry Fallis chatting. He’s relaxed. Smiles like it’s not
painful. I want to go over and tell him I follow his newsletters and enjoy
reading how his career didn’t just fall in his lap. But I’m too shy. He’s…well,
he’s Terry Fallis. I can only hope in my lifetime to look that comfortable. Be
that confident. Did I mention he’s a two-time winner of the Stephen Leacock
Medal for Humour? How awesome is he?
I recognize two authors chatting in
the kid’s section. I approach and say, “Would it be okay if I hang with you
gals?” They smile and say, “sure” in unison.
Time flies and then it’s over. I leave with a bag full of new books and notice my friends purchase my books and discreetly slip them into their bags. I’m a lucky lady to have them as friends.
On the drive home, the rains stops. The sun shines. The chatter continues.
We make plans to put together an anthology of our short stories and publish them in a book. It’ll be a lot of work. But I know there will be another trip to Ontario to review the hardcopy draft. I can hardly wait.
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ReplyDeleteGreat opportunity to promote, make connections, and enjoy the company of like-minded book people. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove this. Thanks for the frankness intertwined with humour. Great post.
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