Moments ago, as I typed the title of this blog post, I simultaneously noted the twinkle in my eye. That’s not a corny metaphor. It was the start of a migraine. I paused to take mitigating meds. Even so, the migraine’s kaleidoscopic aura currently and persistently makes its way across my left eye. Still, I am here.
You may recall that I live on Vancouver Island in British Columbia, Canada. Wild fires raged across our province this summer. Smoke continues to linger alongside the provincial state of emergency. The “[a]rtist’s depiction” in the Wikipedia image above is an uncannily accurate replica of my migraine-induced vision. Simply relace the haze across the water with smoke across the mountains, and you’ll see as I currently see.
My own state of emergency likewise persists. In June, on the penultimate day of my visit with family and friends in Ontario, I collapsed while walking across a laneway at a Cambridge ONroute. The pictures below may speak a thousand words about the immediate aftermath of my free fall onto sunbaked concrete, but they leave the day-to-day, week-to-week, month-to-month recovery to your imagination and my lived experience. Suffice it to say that a fall of this magnitude has myriad repercussions.

Thus my summer plans finally to return to creative writing amidst the upcoming semester’s course preparation fell to the wayside–perhaps said plans lie abandoned at the curb of the ONroute. September beckons. This term I will teach an upper-level course in medieval literature (via The Canterbury Tales), an upper-level course in television studies (via Black Mirror), and a first-year composition course (via various scholarly articles). Both the television and composition courses will be fully online, which increased the course preparation exponentially. Yet I am here, prepped and ready to begin the new term.

I recall (and paraphrase here) a reviewer of The Amber Garden noting , “She wrote three books in six years.” Given the accompanying low-star rating, I took this comment as a criticism. In retrospect, I’m trying to reconfigure the Alchemists’ Council timeline as a respectable accomplishment. After all, I have a day (night and weekend) job as a professor. During my tenure at VIU, I have taught seven or eight courses per academic year, served on multiple committees, marked thousands of student papers, published and/or presented 30+ papers, written five books, had five medically necessary surgeries, lived with chronic inflammatory conditions, and survived a death-defying fall.

Looking forward to October, I have been invited to give a Zoom presentation to a class of Sacramento university students who are reading The Alchemists’ Council as part of a course in speculative fiction. (Thank you, Susan Fanetti, for adopting Book One!) Next summer, thanks to the 2022 conference attendees honouring my Firefly paper with a Mr. Pointy, I will be giving a feature presentation at a television studies conference. I intend to begin the research for that paper within the next few months.
In other words, though you haven’t heard news from me on this blog for a few years, I am still here. I am still engaged with The Alchemists’ Council; I still enjoy medieval literature, still watch and write about speculative television, still build worlds and complete quests with games on my Switch. Speaking of which, given the Animal Crossing content of a 2021 blog entry, I would be remiss to neglect mentioning my latest favourite video game–The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom. Indeed, for the three weeks immediately after my fall, playing TOTK was the only activity on which I could focus intently for multiple hours to exercise my brain.

People repeatedly ask me if I’m currently working on my next novel. The answer is no. Not yet. Yes, a few years from now, after completing upcoming commitments and after fully recovering from the fall, I intend to return to my creative writing endeavours. Ideas, meanwhile, perpetually percolate. For now, I hope The Alchemists’ Council books, alongside this and other entries in News from Council Dimension, find their way to readers.


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Friday night’s autograph session added to the convention being a joy-filled experience for me. Jess and I
Saturday evening brought Jess, Jen, and me myriad fun-filled adventures. Thanks to the “California Dreaming” and “City of Angels” murals at #laxmarriott, we began by taking a series of look-we’re-tourists photos.
Later, and in no particular order, we enjoyed sitting by the pool, chatting with our hotel neighbours, talking and laughing with several conference attendees at the hotel bar, eating a delicious dinner at
Manhattan Beach at sunset is glorious to behold: luxurious and expansive sand, crashing waves, exquisite colours, bright clouds against dark mountains. Here are just a few of the dozens (hundreds?) of shots that now fill our phones.
Meanwhile, back in Nanaimo, my students worked diligently on their research papers. Indeed, they were so focused on their work that they did not even suggest that I mention them on the blog or insist that I take multiple photos to make sure they ALL got into the pics. Joking aside, these people are some of the most dedicated first-year composition students I’ve met in my career at VIU! Throughout the Fall 2019 semester so far, I have appreciated their enthusiastic participation, strong voices, and growing success at writing quality prose.
A moment of alchemical serendipity leads to my penultimate point: I wore my alchemists’ pendant to the WFC book signing in LA; then, one week later on Vancouver Island, I found its mirror image emerging as a philosophers’ stone—surely a west coast Council portal. (Thanks 

Before long, as exemplified by the flowering trees of both a 

















With classes completed and other university commitments slowed to a reasonable pace for the next few months, today I finally have the chance to update News From Council Dimension for the first time in 2019.




























Having explored such connections among mysticism, alchemy, and the Rebis in my own academic work, my intention when transmuting alchemical concepts to fiction was to ensure that conjunction and the Rebis were central features in The Alchemists’ Council.










Though I have remained in Nanaimo over the holidays working, among other things, on The Amber Garden (yes, Book Three is underway), the ARC of Book Two continues its 2017 travels through dimensional portals.











My first experience at World Fantasy Con truly was fantastic! I enjoyed every moment! Attending panels, hearing authors read, wandering around the art displays, and talking with various writers, publishers, and other people interested in fantasy literature were pleasures through and through.
One highlight was the opportunity to meet folk who stopped by to chat at either Friday night’s “signature event” or the ECW booth throughout the convention. Special thanks to the people who came to my reading of The Flaw in the Stone Saturday–a small but enthusiastic group!

























The silver and stone pendants worn by the alchemists may eventually outshine even the official 





























































































For those of you wondering about the symbolism behind the logo for 

