holy cow, i have an idea for a novel and i am excited about it. i've been convinced for a long time that novels are not for me. flash is. short stories, maybe. novel? no way.

no, i'm not doing the nanowrimo this year. after winning last year, i.e. completing the 50k draft in which very little happens, i feel if i do it again, i will have to win... but... i don't have the time. i'm realistic here. but i might get myself tha nano t-shirt. it was sold out too fast last year. haven't checked the design yet.

but the novel idea just came to me, and developed almost by itself in the span of 45 minutes, while i was waiting for my daughter to fall asleep. it might be crap, but there is so much happening in it, i will need to weed stuff out, and i am excited about writing it, and this is the most important thing. so i will doing my own 'nanonano', as in mirconano, but smaller, and it will stretch for a couple of months.

it will be another one of those 'flash novels'. that's the only thing i can write, i think. small, digestable (or not) chunks.

okay, checked the t-shirt and it is so cool, i might even do the nano for real. i mean, i want the t-shirt. but getting it without doing nano will be cheating, of sorts.

i need tranquilizers to fall asleep. i'm hyper. (but not drunk)

and don't miss my totally unrelated, totally short entry at the canadian writers collective. but i will post in at midnight.

read today's entry at the Canadian Writers Collective.

it's been unusually warm. it rained for two days. today was +1C, no wind, and it felt very warm. it smelled of spring, and made me feel nostalgic. do i really want 7 months of winter? not like i have a choice. and i *am* excited about the snow.

i'm ordering a winter amautik, a hooded parka, so that i can carry my 2 year old on my back, and i'm eager for the weather to get colder so i could start wearing him in it.

we went to the pond at the bottom of our street and waded in the slush; the town was hidden in the fog.

scroll down to view the photos. i'm not able to publish it with a later date.

i can't believe i haven't updated for so long. the truth is...i really want to vent about some things... and i'm acutely aware that this is not something one can do in a town of 8000 people, with ... eh ... only one ... ... ... yeah...

can't say. nope.


but...i've been uploading photos into a draft post, so that i could post my entire route to the airport -- a pic of each house. yeah. so stay tuned. blogger wasn't cooperating, so that's why.

you are in Iqaluit. walk to the airport with us. look to your right. this is what you see. captures under the photos. some photos won't have any captions...the photos start after our we turn right, into the street that will take us to the airport...so you are missing about 8 houses on the road to nowhere, and some empty space...

water pumping station...

residential housing

residential housing



i think there are some offices inside


private house
private house





hospital; new hospital wing being built

another water pumping station

this road leads to...hm... i think to the subdivision called 'plato'


nunavut arctic college

not sure what is this

fire hall

??

there is a cafe in this building and royal bank.
major intersection downtown. canada building just above the white pick up truck


same intersection. busy traffic
we keep on walking straight.

it says on the building what it is


cadets again

you can see a daycare at the distance
navigator inn

this is the final stretch towards the airport. if i were to turn left here, i'd be on my way to the sylvia grinnel territorial park

baffin flowers. my husband says that it is AMAZING inside

pretty big taxi company


there is a spa, a fancy kids' clothing store, and my favorite caffe in this yellow building

yes, fantasy palace. unfortunately, despite the signs, they do not server breyers...

it is nice inside. we stop for a treat...



empty spaces...
okay, here we actually look to the left. first air cargo...

another glance to the left. this is where we are going...



the airport from up close, also to the left


an art gallery. we went in. but didn't take any photos there.

leaving the art gallery. nice truck.

inside the cargo building




our groceries for a week

joe, our taxi driver. we ride with him, not with the other guys. the guys who think the need to drive 100 km/h. did i mention there are no sit belts?

444 kg worth of food. i'm not sure whether the weight of the crate was included or not. it sure looks we drink lots of V8.





this is not for a week. this is for about 8 months, according to my estimations. this should last until the next sea lift, when the ice melts.

weekly we buy food from a regular grocery in Quebec. my groceries cost me about $160, with about $80 for shipping via Canada Post ($.88 per kg).

if i buy groceries localy i pay about 2.5 times as much as in Toronto (or Quebec). so we save about $50 a week with food mail. and the quality is much better.

i enjoy going to the airport once a week to pick up our food mail order. i like doing groceries on line. you see, in toronto i could not afford it.