Saturday, September 30, 2017

It's Yom Kippur for me and Pennywise the clown

Here's my synagogue, the Junction Schul, more formally known as Knesseth Israel ....



Millions will recognize it as the synagogue featured in the current Steven King movie, It ...




For everyone fasting today, may you have an easy fast!

And for everyone, g’mar chatima tova, may you be inscribed in the book of life … and not bump into Pennywise the clown….


Friday, September 29, 2017

You're invited to the launch of A Jacketing Concern by Margaret Southall, Oct 7, in Ottawa

Hi, Brian.
At last, after having having its publication date postponed three times, my debut novel, 
A Jacketing Concern, published by Knox Robinson of London & Atlanta, is now available in paperback on Amazon and Barnes Noble, and on Waterstones and Foyles in the UK.
The novel will have its official launch:
Saturday, October 7
1 pm to 3 pm
at Books on Beechwood
35 Beechwood Avenue, Ottawa  (map here)
Everyone is welcome!
A Jacketing Concern is an historical novel set in London and on the Sussex coast during the Regency period. At first glance the title might give prospective readers the idea that the novel is about problems in the tailoring trade; however, there is a much more sinister
explanation.  “A jacketing concern” is a phrase from the slang of the London underworld at the beginning of the 19th century. It means someone has taken someone else’s wealth and position by underhand means. I hope readers will be intrigued enough by that explanation and the odd juxtaposition of a young chimney sweep and geese on the front cover to buy the book.
Margaret Southall


See Brian Henry’s schedule hereincluding writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Saint John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

“The Perfect Solution” by Mary Rabot


Want to know a sure-fire way to drive customers out of your store? Especially older folks with lots of disposable income?

Just have loud, non-stop rap or hard rock music blaring throughout the premises. Make it next to impossible to shout above the din. That discourages both questions and complaints – also sales.

Want to discourage return customers to your highly regarded gourmet restaurant?

Just hire a local band playing any kind of music at top decibel while diners try to talk over the din. Your guests will battle on for a while but then resort to sign language, facial grimaces, and finally silence before retreating to texting each other on their smart phones.

Want to see guests leave early from the gorgeous wedding or anniversary celebration you carefully planned for months?

Simply hire the band from the gourmet restaurant to come and play at the festivities--and have them play as usual at a high decibel level.

Half the guests will find excuses to leave early – guaranteed!

Later you might find them across the street at Starbucks trying to recover.

Want to bring a contentious community meeting to a swift closure while not aggravating committee members?

Arrange the meeting at a community center, and arrange for the local band to come and practice next door to the meeting. Pay the players if you need to – it's worth the cost! Make sure there are no other rooms for the band's practice except the one next to your meeting.

Before you know it, everyone will be so irritated by the loud music they’ll be eager to adjourn.

These are just a few sure-fire tips to get rid of customers, diners, guests, and committee members. They are guaranteed to work without fail.

So let's make noise pollution the perfect solution for you!

Mary Rabot doesn’t have any prior writing experience to report. She’s found Brian’s workshops helpful and is trying to learn good writing skills so she might be able to tell a couple of stories she’s thought about for years. Mary lives in Mississauga and is semi-retired from her work in healthcare management.


See Brian Henry’s schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, St. John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond.

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Writing Kid Lit ~ Picture Books to YA, Thursday mornings, Oct 5 – Nov 30, in Oakville, with authors Sylvia McNicoll and Jennifer Mook-Sang as guest speakers

The Calling by Kelley Armstrong, a
New York Times #1 bestselling author
and one of Brian’s students
Writing Kid Lit ~ Picture Books to Young Adult
 Thursday mornings, October 5 – November 30, 2017
9:45 – 11:45 a.m.
Woodside Branch of the Oakville Public Library
1274 Rebecca St, Oakville, Ontario (Map here)

See details of all 7 weekly courses offered this fall here

From picture books to young adult novels, this weekly course is accessible for beginners and meaty enough for advanced writers. Through lectures, in-class assignments, homework, and feedback on your writing, we’ll give you ins and outs of writing for younger readers and set you on course toward writing your own books. 

We’ll have two published children’s authors as guest speakers: 


Sylvia McNicoll is the author of over thirty books, many of which have garnered awards and Her YA novel, Crush.candy.corpse was shortlisted for the Arthur Ellis YA Crime Novel of the Year Award, the Red Maple Award, the Manitoba Young Readers' Choice Award, and the Snow Willow Award, as well as being selected as one of the Ontario Library Association's Best Bets and Resource Links' Year's Best for 2012. 
Most acclaimed, though, are her three middle grade books about fostering guide dogs  Bringing Up Beauty, Beauty Returns, and A Different Kind of Beauty which won and were nominated for many children’s choice awards. Her 2015 YA novel Best Friends Through Eternity tells the story of an adopted Chinese teen for whom an ill-fated shortcut along a rail track leads to the discovery of some uncomfortable truths. 
In 2017, Sylvia launched her new middle grade series The Great Mistake Mysteries beginning with The Best Mistake Mystery in January and The Artsy Mistake Mystery in September and finishing with The Snake Mystery in January 2018.

Jennifer Mook-Sang grew up in Caribbean Guyana and moved to Canada when she was fourteen. While reading bedtime stories to her two sons, she fell in love with picture books and decided to write one of her own. In one of Brian Henry's classes she found the beginnings of a story. That story grew into the humorous middle-grade novel Speechless, published by Scholastic in 2015. 
Speechless won the Surrey Schools Book of the Year Award, was shortlisted for many other awards, and was recommended by the Ontario Library Association, the Canadian Childrens’ Book Centre, the CBC, and the TD Summer Reading Club. Jennifer’s spent the past year giving numerous school and library presentations and meeting her many young readers.  
In October, just in time for her to bring copies to our class, Jennifer's picture book Captain Monty Takes the Plunge will be released by Kids Can Press.
Jennifer lives in Burlington, Ontario. You can find out more about her at: jennifermooksang.com 
Speechless is available online here.

Instructor Brian Henry has been a book editor and creative writing instructor for more than 25 years. He publishes Quick Brown Fox, Canada's most popular blog for writers, teaches creative writing at Ryerson University and has led workshops everywhere from Boston to Buffalo and from Sarnia to Saint John. Brian is the author of a children’s version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde  (Tribute Publishing). But his proudest boast is that he’s has helped many of his students get published. 
Read a review of Brian's Writing Kid Lit course here and read reviews of s of Brian’s various courses and workshops here (and scroll down).

Course fee:  $176.11 plus 13% hst = 199
To reserve your spot, email: brianhenry@sympatico.ca

See Brian’s complete current schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Saint John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Canadian literary agency Transatlantic has 10 agents accepting new clients, including new comer to the team Marilyn Biderman

The Break by Katherena Vermette,
represented by Marilyn Biderman
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There are some big changes at Transatlantic Literary Agency, including the hiring of a new agent, Marilyn.

Marilyn Biderman has joined Transatlantic as a senior literary agent. She will close her own firm, bringing her current roster of authors, including Katherena Vermette (The Break), to Transatlantic. Marilyn Biderman Literary Management was established in 2010, following Marilyn’s tenure as vice-president, rights and contracts, at McClelland & Stewart. While at M&S, Biderman sold internationally the works of authors such as Leonard Cohen, Alistair MacLeod, Anne Michaels, and Madeleine Thien.
Marilyn is seeking literary fiction; sweet-spot fiction, that is, accessible but literary in intent (often found at book clubs); straight-up mysteries and thrillers; and women’s commercial and historical fiction.
“I love memoir with an utterly unique story and brilliant writing; narrative non-fiction on compelling and newsworthy topics that anticipate trends; expert nonfiction of wide appeal from authors with established social media platforms; and biographies of fascinating lives,” says Marilyn. “I don’t handle children’s books, except for young adult novels with cross-over appeal (very selectively, and only by referral); or poetry, screenplays, science fiction, paranormal, and fantasy for adult readers.
She welcomes both debut and established authors and diverse voices.

Attach a brief sample of your work (up to 1,500 words) as a Word of PDF file.

Transatlantic also has ten other literary agents accepting clients, both adult and children’s authors. See the full list and detailed submission information here.

In other news, Transatlantic co-founder and president David Bennett has sold his controlling interest in the business to agency partner Samantha Haywood. Haywood, who joined the agency in 2004, has been a partner since 2013, and  was promoted to vice-president last April. Bennett will serve as chairman emeritus, with Lynn Bennett, the agency’s other co-founder, remaining as treasurer.

Also, Transatlantic has hired Rob Firing to head up a new speakers division. Rob was formerly senior director of publicity, communications and speakers’ bureau at HarperCollins Canada.  Rob will negotiate speaking engagements for both Transatlantic  authors and other talent, and if any of that other talent needs a literary agent, Rob will do that, as well. He’s already signed Paulette Bourgeois (Franklin the Turtle) and HaprerCollins Canada authors Karen Le Billon (French Kids Eat Everything) and Zarqa Nawaz (Little Mosque on the Prairie) to the agency’s speakers’ bureau.

Simon & Schuster editor Patricia Ocampo
If you’re interested in and finding an agent or publisher (someday soon or down the road), don’t miss our “How to Get Published” mini-conference, with literary agent Martha Webb, author Hannah McKinnon, and HarperCollins editor Michelle Meade on Saturday, Nov 18, in Guelph (see here).

You’ll also want to register for the “From the Horse’s Mouth” seminar, with literary agent Stacey Donaghy, House of Anansi Press editor Douglas Richmond, and Simon & Schuster managing editor Patricia Ocampo on Saturday, Dec 2 at Ryerson University in Toronto (see here).

Also, starting soon, Brian Henry is leading a full range of writing courses, introductory to advanced, but at this point, only two classes still have space: 

Welcome to Creative Writing, Thursday afternoons, Sept 28 – Nov 30, in Burlington. See here.

Writing Kid Lit, Thursday mornings, Oct 5 – Nov 30, in Oakville, with guest authors Sylvia McNicoll and Jennifer Mook-Sang. See here.

Brian is also leading a “Writing Kid Lit” Saturday workshop, on November 11 in London (see here).

And be sure not to miss the “Writing a Bestseller” workshop with New York Times #1 bestselling author Kelley Armstrong on Saturday, Oct 21, in Oakville (see here).

Anansi editor Douglas Richmond
Also, in the fall, Brian will lead a “How to Make Yourself Write” workshop on Saturday, Oct 14, in Toronto (see here), a “Secrets of Writing a Page-turner” on Saturday, Oct 28, in Caledon at the Bolton Library (see here), “Writing with Style” on Saturday, Nov 4, in Barrie (see here) and “How to Build Your Story” on Saturday, Nov 25 in Burlington (see here).
For more information or to reserve a spot in any workshop, retreat, or weekly course, email brianhenry@sympatico.ca

Read reviews of Brian’s courses and workshops here.

See Brian’s complete current schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Saint John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond.


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Monday, September 25, 2017

“Femininity Cut Short: The End of a Long Struggle with My Defiant Hair,” by Emily Zarevich

Mom spent two weeks trying to talk me out of it. My Baba was completely horrified when I confided in her what I was planning to do. Other people in my life were shocked and skeptical as well.
“It won’t work out for you,” they warned, shaking their heads. “Think it through some more.” No, I wasn’t plotting a murder or a jewellery store robbery. I wasn’t going to kidnap a rich person’s kid and hold them for ransom. I wasn’t going to start a revolution. I was going to get my hair cut short.
Why such panic over something as inconsequential as hair? We all have hair. There’s no shortage of hair in the world. It grows back when we cut it and when we leave it alone we can use it as a makeshift ladder ala Rapunzel. We can dye it and braid it, shape it and sell it. Hair is abundant and hair is malleable, so why all this uproar over mine? It was my hair and I wanted to cut it. It was on my head so it was mine to dispose of. What crime was I committing?
I soon learned that everyone’s a lawyer when it comes to a woman’s body and any changes she wants to make to it.
“Oh, but Emily...”
Wait for it.
“You won’t look like a girl anymore!”
Did you just sigh, like I did on the inside when I first heard those words? It’s a laughable notion, that your gender identity is somehow connected to the length of your hair. But for some, it’s sacred, the tradition that boys have neat, trim, militaristic short hair and girls have long, flowing, romantic locks, end of discussion.
It’s a uniform, basically. One that can get you persecuted if you rebel against it, like that one time in boarding school when I got kicked out of the cafeteria for wearing the wrong kind of stockings under my kilt. I had to race back to my dormitory to change if I wanted to eat that day. A small journey into individualism cost more than half of my lunch time, and it seemed that if I dared repeat the offense there would be an even bigger price to pay.
According to the older generation and the media, any girl with short hair was automatically a butch lesbian. Or a workplace dragon lady. Or both. They were stern rather than sweet, demanding rather than accommodating, and they just looked too darn masculine, as if that were a bad thing, a violation of the natural order.
It all drizzles down to that unshakeable fear among conservatively-minded people of having somehow produced a generation of women who weren’t going to marry men because they resembled men too much, through their ambitions, through their accomplishments, and through their boyish haircuts. I can assure you, quite happily, that men played no part in my decision to cut my hair short. What men would think of my hair wasn’t even an afterthought. If anything, it was other girls who influenced my decision. But it was my own desperation for freedom that had the final say on the matter.
I used to have hair that was more than ten inches long. It fell down my back when it was loose. I could sweep it up into a long, bouncy ponytail or into a high or low bun. It was a rippling mane of dark chocolate brown, thick and wavy ... and I hated it. 
I hated brushing it. I hated shampooing it. I hated having to spend an hour blow-drying it, just to get it from sopping wet to tolerably damp. It was always tangled. It was always getting caught in coat zippers. Straightening it with a flat iron could only tame it for a grand total of twelve minutes before it started to curl again into something that resembled Albert Einstein’s eyebrows.
I had a battalion of clips, ties, and pins that fought the daily battle of keeping it off my face just so I could function and get through the day. If they failed, I would have to run to the bathroom to tuck some hair back into place or yank some hair out of the iron grasp of a zipper or collar or earring. I don’t need to tell anyone how much that hurt, because we’ve all been there, but me? I was always there.
I lived in hair hell, the tenth circle of purgatory that Dante forgot to mention. My hair was my curse, the plague that sprung from my scalp. I was always asking myself, “How did other girls do it?” By that I meant, how did other girls keep their hair so straight, so shiny, so perfect, all day long?
I was in high school in the 2000s. The hairstyle in vogue was long, flat-ironed hair with blonde or red highlights. My classmates proudly flitted through the hallways with hair ironed and dyed in exactly this way, while mine ... was sloppily pulled back with a big, chunky plastic clip. That was me as a teenager. I was a dork who couldn’t take care of her hair properly. It was all wrong, and people noticed.
“Who do you mean you have no time to straighten your hair? Just wake up earlier to do it! I get up at six!” I could barely motivate myself to get out of bed at seven in the morning for a bowl of cereal, let alone fight a futile fight with my hair. An hour of sleep lost for my hair to explode into a cloud of frizz on the way to school? It wasn’t worth it.
I tried to make up for it in other ways, because God help you if you were a girl and didn’t make the slightest effort to be feminine in high school. I bought expensive MAC lip glosses. I wore my nicest, most sparkly earrings to draw attention away from my atrocious bun. I dusted my eyes with blue and purple eyeshadows. I learned to make straight lines with a stick of eyeliner even when my unconfident hand was shaking.
But at the end of the day, after wiping off the makeup, taking off the earrings, and letting my hair loose from the prison designed for its own good, I knew that I had failed. I was not a girl who had style. I was a girl who had ugly hair, and I was certain that it was always going to be this way for me. I was always going to be the least beautiful, the least successful, and the least admired girl in the room, because of my stupid, stupid hair.
For a young, vulnerable, insecure teenager, this is the kind of realization that cuts deep.
Deciding, at least, to get my hair cut short was a breakthrough. A liberation. A choice that dramatically changed my life for the better. I was in my first year of university, and it was a year for changes and new freedoms. I was living away from home for the first time. I was eating what I liked, reading what I liked, going where I liked, and, most importantly, dressing how I liked.
Free at last from my stiff high school uniform, with its too-tight trousers, and starchy see-through white shirts, I embraced delicious comfort in my wardrobe. I had cozy sweaters and dark jeans for the autumn and winter, cotton dresses and leggings for the spring and summer. Cute ballet flats on dry days and warm, sturdy boots for wet ones.
Being comfortable was the defining feature of my look, and eventually that philosophy crawled upwards to my head, where my hair, still pinned up and undealt with, resided, and waited. Other girls at university had short hair and I couldn’t stop thinking about it, couldn’t stop staring at them.
I want that, I thought, watching them tuck their neat, sweeping bangs behind their ears and slip on the knitted beanie hats that made them look so cool and hip and bohemian and modern without a curl out of place. Where had all these girls been in high school when I needed to see them, when I needed to know there were other options besides the tyranny of the flat iron? What had made them brave enough to just be done with it and chop it all off? Were they, like me, victims, and recent escapees, of the legislation for female beauty and conformity?
At this point I’d had enough and was sick to death with waking up in my dorm room with a mouth full of drool-soaked hair. I’d spent my whole life ruled by its length and its refusal to cooperate with me. I was done. I was tired. I was ready.
Mom cried at the hair salon. I had to force myself not to look sideways at her as the hairdresser braided my locks into two tight ropes that would be promptly sliced off afterwards. I couldn’t blame her for crying. Her attachment to my hair was pure nostalgic sentimentality, an attachment to the days of my childhood, when she would wrestle with and yank at my stubborn tangles, trying to make something of them, with the best of intentions and a maternal infatuation with the dark, glossy shade of brown inherited from her Italian and Greek ancestors.
As a mother, she’d enjoyed that sort of challenge, while I remember my scalp aching, my tears leaking. I didn’t want to cry over my hair anymore, and I didn’t want her to cry either.
“Mom, Mom, it’s fine,” I kept reassuring her, unable to reach out and squeeze her hand from my salon chair. I wanted it to be over so badly. It was like waiting for a stubborn baby tooth to come out. Make room, won’t you? You’re done here, kid. The adult tooth needs to grow in now. When the moment finally came, down came the scissors to do their dirty work, and my braids hung limp in the hairdresser’s hand, I was speechless and beaming, transfixed by the sight of myself in the mirror.
My face. It had a shape. My hair … had a style.
My braids were sealed in an envelope and shipped off to make a wig for a cancer patient whom I hoped would have a happier relationship with my hair than I did. The reviews for my new haircut were raving. Mom’s tears dried up when she saw how much short hair suited me. My Baba gushed about how pretty and grownup I looked. Friends at university raced up to me to praise my new do.
 Where had all the skepticism and prejudice gone? Had it been packaged up and mailed away along with my braids? Did the courage to go through with the cutting wave off any agency anyone else had over my hair? I had proven myself, it seemed. I had claimed complete license to my own hair. It was a beautiful feeling, to shed my fur, to be lighter and freer, in more ways than one. I wish that every woman gets to experience this feeling at least once in her lifetime.
Of course, a few critics lingered. I went on two dates with a boy at university. By the third date he had the nerve to tell me that I would look sexier with long hair. I didn’t text him back again. I don’t need that kind of extra weight.

Emily Zarevich lives in Burlington, Ontario. She attended Wilfrid Laurier University, where she studied English literature, and went on to Humber College where she studied TESL/TEFL (Teaching English as a Second Language). She used to write creative pieces for her school’s arts magazine Blueprint and now writes for fun.

See Brian Henry’s schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Saint John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond. 

Saturday, September 23, 2017

New book: A Deadly Game by Gary Lepper

Brian,
With the baseball playoff season coming soon, this seems like a good time for an action-mystery based on fantasy baseball. Over 2.5 million people play and gamble on fantasy baseball; I’ll be pleased if merely half of those read my novel.
It’s available through Amazon, Create Space and Kindle. Thank you.
Gary Lepper

A Deadly Game
Professional baseball players in multiple cities have been injured inexplicably—and two have died. When former police detective David Kenmuir tries to learn why, he becomes trapped in a collision between the make-believe world of fantasy baseball leagues and the very real world of crime-for-hire. In order to escape from it, he must end it—and manage to stay alive in the midst of lethal conflicts between a mob boss and his maverick subordinate, and between himself and a nemesis from his past. It won’t be easy.

You can buy A Deadly Game on Amazon here. Check out an article about A Deadly Game in NY Sports Day here.

See Brian Henry’s schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, Saint John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond. 

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Welcome to Creative Writing, Thurs afternoons, Sept 28 – Nov 30, in Burlington

Welcome to Creative Writing
Ten weeks of discovering your creative side
Thursday afternoons, 12:45 – 2:45
September 28 – November 30, 2017
Appleby United Church, 4407 Spruce Ave, Burlington, Ontario (Map here.)
See details of all seven weekly course offered this fall here

This is your chance to take up writing in a warm, supportive environment. This course will open the door to all kinds of creative writing. We’ll visit short story writing and children’s writing, writing in first person and in third person, and writing just for fun. You’ll get a shot of inspiration every week and an assignment to keep you going till the next class. Best of all, this class will provide a zero-pressure, totally safe setting, where your words will grow and flower.

Instructor Brian Henry has been a book editor and creative writing instructor for more than 25 years. He publishes Quick Brown Fox, Canada's most popular blog for writers, teaches creative writing at Ryerson University and has led workshops everywhere from Boston to Buffalo and from Sarnia to Saint John. But his proudest boast is that he's helped many of his students get published.
Note: For eviews of Brian’s introductory creative writing classes, see here (and scroll down). See other reviews here.

Fee:  $167.26 plus 13% hst = 189
To reserve your spot, email: brianhenry@sympatico.ca


See Brian’s complete current schedule here, including writing workshops and creative writing courses in Algonquin Park, Bolton, Barrie, Brampton, Burlington, Caledon, Georgetown, Guelph, Hamilton, Ingersoll, Kingston, Kitchener, London, Midland, Mississauga, Oakville, Ottawa, Peterborough, St. Catharines, St. John, NB, Sudbury, Thessalon, Toronto, Windsor, Woodstock, Halton, Kitchener-Waterloo, Muskoka, Peel, Simcoe, York Region, the GTA, Ontario and beyond.