Lizann Flatt
Author of Flatt-out Fantastic Books for Kids
Author of Flatt-out Fantastic Books for Kids
Driving home last night from parts further south, I was stopped on a minor highway between two small Ontario towns. Cars and vans and miscellaneous vehicles lined both sides of the road, and a huge blinding spotlight was illuminating spooky fog swirls up ahead. I expected a R.I.D.E check but that wasn’t it.
We weren’t moving at all. Cars in front of me turned around and went back. After debating whether or not to do the same, to trust the road sign at the intersection I’d just crossed and detour on a road I’d never driven on before, I too turned around. Oh, sure, now some guy puts up a road closed sign. But I also saw a couple other guys on the side of the road dressed similarly in odd whitish/grey outfits. I decided to ask them what was going on as I drove by.
The answer? Filming for some TV show, I was told. Then the guy said, “Hey, you look like Being Erica‘s Erica.
I laughed, said thanks, and went on my way. I was thinking either the guy needs glasses or it was the fact that
Still, it’s okay to be mistaken for the star of a TV show who happens to be only 32. Hah!
(I confess to recognizing “Being Erica” as the title of a CBC TV show but it’s not one I’ve ever watched. I had to look it up today. The premise sounds cool. I might just have to check it out now.)
I dashed out to cut some chives for my dinner the other day when I was surprised by this green guy:
Maybe it’s an all-you-can-eat slug buffet at the third clump of chives from the tarragon. Bring some friends!!
Between the natural world throwing us an earthquake yesterday, last night’s tornado off to the southwest of me, severe thunderstorm warnings here this morning (which amounted to only heavy rain, thankfully), and all the security and shenanigans associated with the G8, things here have been rather interesting lately.
Yesterday my kids came home excited to tell me about the military helicopter that landed across from the school and how everyone in a couple classroom portables abandoned their desks and ran outside for a better look. I guess some guy told them to get back and it took off again. The kids got a talking to from their teacher too.
And yesterday three very loud helicopters flew over the house a couple times. Those things are loud! The wildlife in my backyard was not too impressed. The low flying copters scared at least one heron and a turtle. I initially put the quake shake down to another flyover. Oops!
I know these things are necessary with an event such as the G8 and the important people attending it, but it’s a very odd juxtaposition to have such a technological military/security presence in such a rural region known for being a get-away-from-it-all vacation destination. Makes me appreciate the time when the peepers were my biggest noise complaint:
And I am fortunate that things will return to normal in just a matter of days.
G8?
Gr8
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1’s normal state
The workshop was given by Kevin Albrecht of iSport Media and Management. He went over the current landscape in consumption of sport product and internet usage, and how to make use of this to promote and build a community…to eventually make money of course.
The community being referred to was the community of skaters or skating clubs and organizations and fans, but presumably the community could be any group of individuals with similar interests. Maybe like, say, followers of certain books or authors.
What does that mean?
So will we soon see author apps?
I bet it’ll start out with the big guys, those who are big enough to warrant interest in appearances, opinions, news of forthcoming books, etc. Maybe later on it will filter down or come down in price for those of us with a more modest presence.
Sure made me think. It was fun to step outside my regular writing mindset. I was glad I went on a number of levels. Besides, this easily-fascinated-by-forms-of-transportation gal got to enjoy this view from my hotel room. Airplanes took off from the runway, and there are sailboats, ferry boats, and a water taxi. Yes, this view was pretty easy to take.
But at the banquet I kinda wish I’d never had this view. Who wants a big ole castor canadensis looming over an otherwise stellar dinner?
(Yeah, it’s standing on the floor and that’s the ballroom CEILING and part of one of those gargantuan projection screens on the right.) Apparently they’ll make a big inflatable anything these days.