memoir

Category: memoir

As a writer of memoir, I’ve experienced the dominoes of fear; fear of starting, fear of failure, fear of telling the whole truth, fear of hurting others. In the big picture of life, I am no stranger to feeling fear and taking action anyhow. I had reached the jumping off point where telling my story felt more important than avoiding my fear of the dark places that could lead.

 

Wasted Time Blog

I began writing this work upon nearing eleven full years in Federal custody. A good friend, who was also a lawyer from my past, perplexed by my continued incarceration, volunteered to represent me pro bono at a future parole hearing. It had been suggested many times by a few lawyers (including this one) that I write a biography, and since I was currently without finances to reward this offer, I secretly set about putting pen to paper.

 

After a long, satisfying career writing two-minute television news stories, the seed for my first book was planted on a memorable day as I embarked on the job of a lifetime.

 

It was April 2011.  I had just landed my dream promotion:  London-based Europe Bureau Chief for Global National.  The taxi was waiting to take me to the airport to begin my posting, my first major assignment to cover the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton.  As I said my goodbyes, my wife Isabella handed me a present.  It was a journal with a green leather cover.

 

If I hadn't...

Posted on April 19 by James Bartleman

Some people take up fishing, golf or travel when they reach their mid-sixties and draw their first pension cheques. I fulfilled a long-standing dream and took up writing books. I am now seventy-six and In Seasons of Hope, I look back over seventy years to my early connections to Muskoka, Orillia and the Chippewas of Rama First Nation. I move on to my thirty-five years as a Canadian diplomat foreign policy adviser to the prime minister. I finish up with my time as Ontario’s first Aboriginal lieutenant governor. People like looking at photos and so the book is filled with them.