Oct 14

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT.

There was a time when I decided to take up space on the internet. I’d throw in a weekly blog. Did I have something to say? I’d pick things that interest me and hopefully a reader or two. 

I reached out to my nephew’s son who put me in touch with a young guy, Josh Conley, a senior in high school. He told me, first a website. We were lucky in nailing down: clarkewallace.com.

I wanted one fluid enough to make it look interesting, relaxed, an easy read. A photo came next;  a little about Clarke Wallace, the cover of the books I’d written and a short bit about each one.

Then came the blog. I’d keep it to eight to ten paragraphs: Short, a touch of humor. A first paragraph catching the reader’s attention. The last paragraph winding it up in one package. 

Keep it interesting. Like the kid – a true story – who spent hours one winter shoveling a neighbor’s walkway and getting only a nod in return. He told his father. They marched back with two shovels and filled the pathway back in. Stories like that don’t come along easily.

Author’s comment:  My first blog was posted in mid-October, about now but in 2012. Six years ago. Every week. The  hardest part: tweeking the readers curiosity. 

Posted on October 14th, 2018 by Clarke
Oct 7

IT COMES ALONG EVERY THANKSGIVING

Woodbridge Fair, as the volunteers that run the thing will tell you: the best three-day festival in the country. It comes along no matter when the Thanksgiving weekend in Canada is scheduled in the fall. It’s the
The oldest, too, although this has been disputed. We’ve thrown in the long continuing fall fair, if it isn’t the oldest. It began in 1847. Which means we’re celebrating its 171th year.That’s a hell of a lot of time.
I have probably mentioned this before. Like last year at this time. It’s some 20 –plus acres practically in the middle of town. There’s free parking, if you can believe it. There are amusement rides, biggest pumpkin competition; neighbors taking on neighbors in competing for the best grown veggies. Art work. Photography.
The nice thing, it’s kept old country fair feeling with all the trimmings. Horse show, sheep shearing. Amusement rides for the kids. Petting zoo.
Author’s comment: I’ve been going to the Woodbridge Fair since I was a kid. Cousins would come from the city to our place. We’d get together and sneak in under a particular spot in the fence. It was years later that I found out the day after the fair closed, my mother would go each year and pay for all of us.
I’m working up at the fairgrounds tomorrow. Our son Nathaniel (right in photo, his pal Roy Saad on left) working in the admissions booth yesterday and today. Another generation to keep the fair on its toesResized_20181006_144341001_4352.jpg

Posted on October 7th, 2018 by Clarke