I’m Zoe. Thank you for stopping by my little corner of our ever-expanding virtual world, a place to share my thoughts and imaginings. I draw on memories and continue to seek new experiences that shape my writing. I have been fortunate; my search has taken me to many countries, exposed me to many cultures.
My stories are about strong women who overcome conventions and find their voice. I was there when there were few women in the board rooms and the halls of senior management.
My first protest was in high school, when I could outrun the boys, but there was no funding for girl’s sports. I earned a “D” for refusing to play until that changed. It did.
My grandmother said no man would want to marry me; that my education would only make me unhappy and serve no useful purpose. I should learn to sew, knit, embroider, play the piano, sing, make polite conversation, and manage the running of a household?
Truth be told, I hated to sew and knit, did passable embroidery, couldn’t be bothered to learn music, had a tin voice, and buried myself in books. I was interested in the conversations of men, at first not realizing, I was not taken seriously; and was decidedly not interested in the polite conversations designed to attract a suitable husband.
I grew up as a tom boy, and was always questioning and advocating for the migrant children in my school and those who came from other countries, and were snubbed or ridiculed as being different.
Two of my favourite writers are Elena Ferrante and Virginia Woolf. “A Room of One’s Own” speaks to me.
My constant companion is my small chihuahua. She and I appear on the cover of my first Wattpad work.
I am a hopeless romantic and can get lost in Historical Romance. I read mostly online now, but have a few shelves of books that I reread curled up in front of a fire on a cold winter night.
My music choices are varied depending on my mood; classical, rock, rap, jazz and even disco! I shed tears when I hear a recording of Amazing Grace, You Light Up My Life, Memories from Cats, and Lean on Me, and, of course, Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen.
I love romantic movies (rom-coms) and I would have gone with Keanu Reeves rather than Jack Nicholson in As Good As It Gets. Harry Potter is still a favourite (there’s a dining hall like Hog Warts at Trinity College at the University of Toronto and they used to wear black gowns in the hall).
When I’m not writing, you will find me in cafes with friends, art galleries, trying new restaurants, walking through neighbourhoods looking in new shops, markets, and traveling; spotting new trends in art, fashion and travel.I hope you join me on my journeys.
I promise you new stories with interesting takes on themes past and current combined with escapes into flights of fantasy, and that I will—as I’ve been known to declare—write until there’s nothing left to say.
Lots of smiles,