In the mid-1970s, Margaret Lawrence impressed upon Andreas and me the importance of nurturing what she called the tribe – our community of fellow Canadian writers. The hospitality of Pierre and Janet Berton was always part of this. My previous post about this describes Andreas & I tumbling ass over tea kettle during our exit from one of these parties. Our annual dinner party, in the middle of the Sechelt Festival of the Written Arts, is a much more modest event, no more than 40 people.
|Starting on the left, and going clockwise around the table are Terry Fallis, Angie Abdou, Claire Cameron, Aislinn Hunter, Linda Holeman, Roberta Rich, and Hal Wake Director of the Vancouver Writers Fest, and with her back to the camera - the irrepressible Kim Thuy.|
|Dianne Whelan and friend hovering. Choices... choices....|
|The day after the festival was over, I found Vanessa deeply absorbed in reading Andrea Routley’s Jane and the Whales. My heart melted.|
|Photo by Hal Wake in our driveway: L-R Kim Thuy, Claire Cameron, Angie Abdou, and Alison Wearing.|