So I took the plunge and before I went to Pennsylvania to meet a bunch of people I’d never seen in person before, I made up business cards. You know, so I wouldn’t have to find a pen and scribble my e-mail address on a scrap of paper that people would lose the first time they sent their jeans through the wash.

I say “plunge” because on a business card one usually puts one’s career path or job description somewhere. No longer being in sales or management, I got to choose how to describe myself.

I chose the word “writer”.

I mention this because I just came across the first one I did, put aside for sentimental reasons. I quite like it. It’s stuck on my monitor now, so I can remind myself frequently.

AAAAUGH! Organ music on CBC Radio Two! Quick – to the Moulin Rouge CDs!