Author: Andrée Levie-Warrilow

Andrée loves the English language. And puns. It all began one dark and stormy night at the university student newspaper office: she went in to volunteer as a proof-reader, and ended up a book and theatrical reviewer. She has worn the hats of a poetry judge, editor, freelancer of non-fiction gigs, proof reader for an architectural salvage company blog, short story author, published poet and shameless enabler of pun smack downs. Last, but not least, Andrée enjoys meeting with her friends and fellow writers of Ascribe, where she gets information - and inspiration - on the arcane mysteries of writing short stories. She is working on a collection right now.

War, and Writing of Women

March 14, 2022March 13, 2022 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

For the past few years I have been posting a salutation on International Womens’ Day to women in my circles, chronicling how they meet the chores and challenges of daily life in important ways, mostly unsung, but nevertheless persisting.
This year was different.
Like everyone else, I have been feeling horror and helplessness as the war in Ukraine has unfolded. And what of the women of Ukraine? They were in my thoughts before the 8th of March, and will continue to be for a long, long time. With your indulgence, this is what I have written in my blog.
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Hoarding

January 31, 2022January 30, 2022 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

Every writer is a hoarder.
With writers, it’s stories – collected from the first day we hear someone relating a lesson from history or life. As years pass, our “collection” grows to encompass experiences well beyond geography or time.

The Stories We Hold

December 13, 2021December 13, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

Old Québec by the author

Ah, the memories we writers carry from all our Decembers Past: how those who loved us would spend hours preparing special foods only eaten at this time, presents, decorations, catching up on family gossip, watching favourite seasonal movies. For me, I especially loved the stories, the family memories.
Now, as my father loses his grip on his memories, his stories, I will catch and hold them for him.
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Writing With Style

October 25, 2021October 24, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

“If you have any young friends who aspire to become writers,” Dorothy Parker once wrote, “the second-greatest favor you can do them is to present them with copies of The Elements of Style.The first-greatest, of course, is to shoot them now, while they’re happy.” Read more

REBOOT

September 13, 2021September 13, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

Sometimes crap just happens.
Three weeks ago, I was happily enjoying my time in the Laurentians with people I had not been physically near to in two years. It was a beautiful day, I was striding along, possibly humming a happy tune to myself – until suddenly I wasn’t. Faster than it takes for you to read this, I flew off a ledge I hadn’t known was there, landed hard, and just like that, broke a bone in the middle of my foot. A spiral fracture. The first day of vacation! Read more

Everything Connects

July 12, 2021July 13, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow 1 Comment

As I write this, I’m sitting on my verandah, watching a Monarch butterfly dancing around the milkweed in my front garden. Read more

Another Year in Paradise

May 24, 2021May 23, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

– Ok, in the Pandemic. We’re still here. But, things are moving along. As I write this, 60% of Canadians have received at least their first Covid vaccine shot. That brings hope for our future.
Like many writers, sometimes I’ve written fiction, sometimes I’ve written non-fiction.
And sometimes I write poetry.

Spring Seeds Stories

March 22, 2021March 22, 2021 Andrée Levie-Warrilow Leave a comment

Where Do Our Stories Spring From?

Where do the ideas for novels and short stories come from? What tiny seed of inspiration sets off a whole new direction for a story?
As I write this blog, it’s the first day of spring, something we’ve aaaaall been waiting for.