Ears burningPosted: December 17, 2013
Or just one, really. The infected one. Yes, the raw throat I developed on tour developed into a sneaky cold, then a hugely painful earache that was the harbinger of my current misery: an ear infection. What am I, four years old? Feels like it. Nothing like an earache to make you cry for your mama.
Book tour is well and truly wrapped, with a small but mighty event last weekend in Fredericton and what should have been an event at Box of Delights in Wolfville but instead became a big snowstorm during which I stayed home in my pajamas and tried to hear out of my blocked ear. Do I know how to party or what? Sorry, I can’t hear you.
We will reschedule the Wolfville event at some point in the new year, and I’m hoping to schedule a south shore reading as well, perhaps in Mahone Bay or Lunenburg. And hey, if you want me to come read in your town, just let me know, and I’ll see what I can do! Meanwhile, there’s this: http://seaandbescene.com/2013/12/stephanie-domet-at-home-here-in-nova-scotia/