The Carol Shields Diary
As I step into Carol Shields’ open office, I discover that she’s on the phone. With a wave of her arm, she invites me to come in anyway. Awkwardly, I stumble in, almost... Read the full post
Wild things
Ken Harrison, suffering from the beginnings of flu, is sitting at a table an hour before performance at Winnipeg’s West End Cultural Centre. As one-half of the husband-and-wife... Read the full post
