Hosted by That Artsy Reader Girl
This is a good idea for a theme, but I haven’t met many authors. I avoid celebrity culture in general, including when it spills over into the bookish community. Toronto often has celebrity visitors who are here filming movies, performing concerts, doing book signings, or participating in other work events for them, so it’s not exciting to me. They’re just people like you and I are.
If I were able to meet my favourite characters in person, that would be one thing. But I’d generally either rather not meet authors at all or treat them like I would anyone else if we do cross paths. That means I might congratulate them on their latest book if they bring it up, but I won’t be fawning over or swooning over them or anything because if I were in their shoes, I’d rather just have a normal conversation about the delicious food or beautiful music at an event or something instead.
(No offence intended to those of you who enjoy such things as a reader or as an author, of course).
With those caveats in mind, here are three authors I’ve met who all happen to be fellow Canadians. They were all quite kind in our brief interactions, so do feel free to say hello to them if you know who they are and see them at bookish events.

© 2019 Larry D. Moore. Licensed under CC BY 4.0.

















I wish we lived in a world where Warp Drives really existed as well so we could travel faster than the speed of light and see more of the universe. Right now we are only capable of traveling to the moon which, while still a noteworthy place to explore, doesn’t have any life on it.









Now that you’ve all had a chance to read it for yourselves, this tale was about a young man who was meeting up with a landlady who happened to have a room available to rent to him. She was a rather strange woman who seemed to be obsessed with taxidermy. The story ends with the young man drinking a cup of tea she offered him that tasted faintly of bitter almonds.
Unless you want to hear stories about me reading encyclopedias from the 1960s at my grandmother’s house when I was a child, I’ll have to tweak this topic a little in order to participate.
I do not like alcohol (and have medical reasons to avoid it now anyway), so any wine, beer, or other alcoholic beverage made in Ontario isn’t something I will be imbibing.


One type of Canadian food I haven’t tried yet is