A Canadian Atheist…closet Muppet guru…married the love of my life, @LaurasPond, with whom I live with our blended family of four children (my two teen daughters, and her younger son and daughter).
I am just a guy who writes for kicks and hopes that he might get paid for it once in a while. Yes, a freelance writer for hire so long as you can live with some humour in it.
And, for the record, I finally lived in Toronto Proper…never did until May of 2013…only to have returned to Peel Region in 2015. I have lived in the GTA (Greater Toronto Area) for most of the last 30 years, mostly in what is termed as Peel Region on Toronto’s western border, with a short stint in Durham, north of the city. Thanks to @LaurasPond, my living arrangements have changed significantly, and my writing career has moved from hobbyist to full-steam ahead.
I currently write about 2000 words a day and try to post here, at least, weekly. That doesn’t always work, mind you; sometimes I will thrice daily as multiples are always fun. Yes, to all the labels on top a few more terms can be added: fiction writer; sex blogger…and, so the story goes.
Perhaps my little bio, The Evolving Atheist, should help…
- March 24, 2011 – The Good Catholic Boy
- March 25, 2011 – Mountain Escapes
- March 26, 2011 – The Toronto Effect
- March 27, 2011 – Retracing Youth
- March 28, 2011 – Good Times & Delusions
- March 29, 2011 – Imperfectly Perfect
- March 30, 2011 – Finding Dawkins
- November 9, 2013 – A Review of Tattoos
- January 15, 2014 – Mysterious Endings
- April 4, 2015 – I Still Want to Believe
- April 6, 2015 – No Longer Stranded
How does one become a tarot reader? Unrelated: I love horseback riding. I’m glad your learning. It can be extremely cathartic! Wendy (WriteWendy)
For me, Tarot reading came as a result of a Catholic priest pissing me off when I was 20. That is now, literally, 20 years ago…there really is no official way to become one other than deciding to.
I can’t even say experience helps. Truth being that my youngest daughter, now ten, has a knack that I don’t even have…and I used to think I was extremely accurate until I started teaching my girls.
As for the riding, my only issue is I am too tense and end up with a sore back after the fact. Working on that, however.
You’re not that far from me then. I’m north-west of the GTA. Not much in horses here but at least we’re shy of the penguin and igloo range.
i will lend you my tea cup so you can learn to read the leaves, too. truly it’s a novelty, but i love it just the same. i’ve never told a single fortune, but my great grandmother read the leaves, from a plain china cup, and read palms for pocket money during the depression era. there must be some gypsy in me. go figure.
What happened to your podcast? I just listened to the episodes posted and was very disappointed that there are no more!
There will be more. Real life has gotten in the way for awhile