Waaqa, or hi everyone! Yes, I'm still in New Zealand and have actually embarked on my first series of talks for the year starting with a visit late April to a class of Year 9 students at Nayland College, after 'rather-a-lull'.
I followed that and headed down to Christchurch mid May to speak to the Fendalton Library members at Papanui Library while Fendalton Library is undergoing renovations. This was followed by a local talk in Motueka to the 'Crafty Tarts', both events providing thoroughly enjoyable chances to meet some of my readers. My next talk is to the Lions/ Lionesses at Motueka Golf Club is on June 18th.  I've even been invited to dinner first, so with Kotz swanning off to Bali for some heat and down time, I will be definitely ready to enjoy that treat.

I am currently coordinating my next North Island tour, which starts in the Waverley Library on August 6th, and finishes in Carterton about twenty libraries and one rest home later. I will admit to being blown away by some of the librarians, way up there in the North Island, who recognised me by name and were kind enough to inform me that my books were very popular there.
I promise to publish the final North Island schedule once times are all finalised. In the meantime, a huge thank you to all my readers and for all the correspondence I continue to receive.  So lovely to know you are out there and enjoying my books ... especially now, during these chilling nights.

This year has been such a successful one. I have had such great tours in both the South and North Islands this year, that I am already planning next year’s events following requests for even more talks.  

Some of the people I have met, and many I have not, have been requesting books by mail, and so I have decided to offer a 25% discount Holiday Special for the complete trilogy- ​​Walking on Ice, Nesting on the Nushagak and Dancing on the Tundra. 

​If you would like to purchase a set as a special gift for the holiday season- specially signed by yours truly, do get your orders in quickly. Click this link. I am offering free postage within New Zealand, but it is the time of year when there can be mail delays.
If you live outside New Zealand, and would like to participate in this special, please contact me for postage costs.

It has been a huge year for me in many ways, and I would like to send out a special thank you to all the librarians and groups I have visited this year. To my many readers (and listeners), you have made this journey truly memorable in so many unexpected ways: for your avid attention, absorbing conversations and emails, thank you!

​I am intending to record Nesting on the Nushagak next, and fingers crossed Max the Fresh FM production man will be available again. His brilliance in getting the recording to such a high standard and with such a serene manner is worthy of bottling and marketing.
 
Unlike Walking on Ice, Nesting on the Nushagak does not move back and forth in time, as the entire story is based on my day-to-day experiences of living and working in a small fishing village on the ‘famous salmon fishing river ', the Nushagak.

​In the audiobook Walking on Ice, I decided to use New Zealand native birdsong for the introduction of the NZ chapters, and wolves howling for the Alaskan chapters.
 
Nesting on the Nushagak will only need a pack of wolves. Lets hope they’re ready to start howling again… that haunting sound always takes me straight back to the little village of New Stuyahok that squats by the Nushagak. It takes me deep into the long chilled nights there, nights punctuated by the mournful howling of those timber wolves.

Well folks it’s official, we’re heading north this August for a much needed migration to hopefully warmer climes.  Albeit it is only for three weeks, but I have told my trusty husband, “it will give you a good idea of what’s what in the lowerish North Island".
​(You may remember that conversation stems from his rating me as a wife, less than perfect).

So I have a wonderful trip planned starting in my childhood growing-up-place-Whanganui, winding north as far as Rotorua, then travelling south-east as far as Masterton, back up to Palmerston North, and eventually heading towards Peter Jackosn's  Wellywood.  I would love to see you if you are free to come along! Here are the library talk dates:-
 

Whanganui Davis Library: Queens Park Tues Aug 14, 6:30 pm
Taumaranui Library: Thurs Aug 16, 1pm
Rotorua library Discovery Centre: Fri Aug 17th, 1:30 pm
Taupõ Public Library: Mon Aug 20th, 1pm
Napier Library: Tues Aug 21st, 5:30 pm
Waipukerau Library: Wed Aug 22nd, 5:30 pm
Masterton Library: Fri Aug 24th, 2pm
Palmerston North Library: Sat Aug 25th, 1:30 pm
Foxton Library: Mon Aug 27th, 10:30 am
Paraparaumu Library: Tues Aug 28th, 2pm
Stokes Valley Library: Wed Aug 29th, 2pm

I have also had special requests to give talks at three retirement villages:-
Whanganui: Aug 15th, 10:30 am Jane Seymour Retirement Village
Hastings: Aug 21st, 2pm Summerset at the Orchard
Havelock North: Aug 22nd, 2pm Summerset in the Vines
 
 I do hope to catchup with you at one of these places.

​I reckon I should be getting a good 8-9 on the husband-rating-scale regarding this travel to unvisited places in the North Island, don’t you think?   Emma :-) 

​Well here I am embarking on my blogging again, and I thank you for your patience. You see the unexpected arrived, so in writing terms, here is my ‘back story’.

Kotz and I undertook our well advertised Southern Library Tour in February, an exciting time to venture out in our ’new’ 2001 caravan (see previous blog) . Along the way we met many enthusiastic fellow campers,  readers and librarians, eventually arriving in our old haunt Balclutha to spend an afternoon at Murray’s memorial service.  There, we caught up with old Balclutha buddies, wallowing in special memories of where it ‘all began’…

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We wound our way further south then headed north again until we eventually arrived in Gore. That evening at the local library, one of the ‘talk attendees’ gave us a huge start, appearing as a dead ringer for an old dear Alaskan friend, Tom Harpole. This gentleman proved he had Alaskan roots also, questioning and interjecting throughout my talk, adding information and corroborating.  Invited to a post talk dinner, where Alaskan-adventure-sharing was a promising main course, our new friend along with his South African rancher girlfriend dined out on adventures! We reluctantly left them to head back to our cosy caravan in anticipation of a gallop up to Queenstown the following day.
 
However an over night call from Nelson informed us that my mother had suffered a stroke. Dunedin, not being too far from Gore, was where I caught a plane back home the following day, to be with my Mum. My trusty husband drove all the way back to Nelson with the caravan.

​One week later my dear mother who never regained consciousness, died with us by her side. We held a memorial service for her three weeks afterwards in Christchurch; a service attended by around eighty friends and family.  What a spectacular sunny day and a loving and laughing, meaningful farewell.

So it was, that in mid April, already scheduled for talks in Christchurch, we decided to complete the remainder of our southern tour. After visiting Queenstown, Te Anau,  Waimate (my mother’s birth place), Ashburton and Rangiora, we eventually headed home with just enough books left over. (Whew).
 
There, so now you have the ‘back-story’.
 
Since then I have been planning a North Island tour to start mid August, and have been called on to do a spot of unexpected and delightful relief teaching at a local school. As of today (ta da de dah) we have just returned from a South Pacific cruise specially for Kotz’s birthday!
 
I do plan to keep on keeping you posted.

​Happy New Year, everyone! It is so hard to believe that 18 years have already passed since the New Millenium; a time when Kotz and I first met and camped out on the beach at Kaka Point, South Otago, to watch the dawning of the ‘new age’.

Sadly, Mr Murray Moore QSM, our great friend and the principal I both secretly and openly admired when I worked for him at Balclutha Primary School, died before Christmas. On February the 17th, 2018 there will be a special memorial service held for him at Balclutha Primary School, so we will be heading back down to Balclutha and Kaka Point, places which remain so precious in our memories.

​​This New Year, up here in Nelson, Kotz went camping again. This time it was in the stunning Abel Tasman National Park, accompanied by Ella who was visiting us from Brisbane. “Why didn’t you go?” I was asked. ”Well it’s not really my thing", was my response.

My thing was to write a blog and continue to organise my upcoming southern tour. You see, on the way to and from Balclutha I'm giving fifteen talks, so will be afforded the opportunity to laud my old boss everywhere I go. So if you’re in the vicinity, please come along and introduce yourself!  ​

 
Feb 14th  (Wed) Geraldine Public Library 2pm
Feb 15th  (Thurs) Oamaru Public Library 6pm
Feb 16th  (Fri) Lawrence Public Library 4pm
Feb 17th  (Sat) Balclutha Public Library, ”Where it all started!” 11am
Feb 19th  (Mon) Rowena Jackson Retirement Home 2pm
Feb 19th  (Mon) Invercargill Public Library, 5:30pm
Feb 20th  (Tues) Winton Memorial Hall, 11 am
Feb 20th  (Tues) Te Anau Public Library, 7pm
Feb 21st  (Wed) Gore Public Library 6:30pm


My talks are resuming mid April.  Do come along and introduce yourself, I'd love to meet you!

April 12th (Thurs) Queenstown Public Library 7pm
April 13th ( Fri)  Wanaka Public LIbrary  2pm
April 14th (Sat)  Waimate Public Library 11am
April 16th ( Mon) Ashburton Public LIbrary 7pm
April 18th ( Wed) Rangiora Public Library 7pm
 
P.S. Yes, I am still planning on touring in the North Island later in the year! I may see you there...

 

Well since my last blog I have been in Christchurch, Balclutha ( where ‘it’ all began), Dunedin, Auckland  (including the amazing zoo), Wellington and Greytown, Wairarapa.

In between I prepared and delivered a talk for about 300 9-13 year-olds at the Mapua Literary Festival, managing to keep them entertained with the help of a good moose hunting story, a wolf’s pelt and about 70 photos of bush Alaska!

 "In the Mapua Hall for 9-13 year-olds, Emma Stevens entertained with a talk, slides and wonderful items from her Alaskan adventure Walking on Ice. Briefed to please be adventurous and gory for  this young crowd of about 300, Emma fulfilled the purpose completely by bringing amongst many fascinating items and stories, a stuffed wolf's head in a bag." (Tasman Leader Sept 21). We generated a lot of heat it in there!

Along with all this travelling, talk-preparing and delivering, I have now completed recording the entire Walking on Ice memoir for radio, which began this week and will be aired every Mon, Wed and  Fri  at 10:30 am on Nelson’s Fresh FM. Each week's recordings will play again every Saturday night between 7-8 pm. 
Podcasts will be available from their website http://www.freshfm.net 

 

Ever since my arrival in Nelson ten years ago, I have been searching for Paratai’s daughter Moana, convinced that Paratai had told me she lived here.  Paratai, my Maori kuia had died when I was living in Chevak, Alaska. Last Tuesday I attended a tāngi (funeral), where I finally learned of Moana’s whereabouts. I had been searching under the wrong name!  A call later that night put us in touch.
The following day I finally met Moana, who is the image of her mother. As though Paratai was pushing us together we fell into each other’s arms. “I can feel Mum with us,” Moana said through sobs. I nodded, too choked up to speak. Hugging Moana felt just like hugging Paratai.
We found a café in the grounds of Founders Park and pored over the photo albums Moana had brought. I gave her copies of my Alaskan memoirs in which Paratai lives on. Dancing on the Tundra includes a dedication to her memory. We talked and talked and talked.

 I left Moana to attend a meeting at Fresh FM radio station.  This meeting was to pursue an idea spawned by a comment the sound technician made after recording an interview for Top of the South writers the week before.*
         “Have you considered serialising your book Walking on Ice, Emma?” Fifteen minutes later we had a verdict.  “Let’s do it!”

So hold on to your hats folks, Walking on Ice is about to be serialised, thanks to Fresh FM Nelson. It will be read...ta da te da...by ME!

The 15-20 minute-broadcast of Walking on Ice will begin on Monday Sept 25th at 10:30 am with subsequent broadcasts on Wednesday and Friday at the same time. The serial with continue to be broadcast for 7 weeks, every Mon, Wed, Fri until the story is finished. Each Saturday night at 7pm there will be a catch-up session of the previous week's recordings. 

Fresh FM is a Community Access radio station which can be heard on 104.8 in Nelson-Tasman, 95.0 in Takaka and 88.9 in Blenheim. It also operates in the inner Nelson City area on 107.2. Apparently there is also a possibility that other FM stations will pickup the program and broadcast them in different centres.

This exciting development means that I will be creating audio files of Walking on Ice that I can subsequently release as an audio book; something that so many of you have asked for.
 
Whew…. Ain’t some days just straight out of the box?

I know it has been a while since I have written a blog, but you see it has all been the fault of numbers.  Let me explain.
 
I noticed after my last rash of blogs (I think eight in a row, a week apart), that my writings had not generated much more interest than usual.  Why was this?  Maybe, I thought, I am overloading my gentle readers. Maybe (pleasant holiday thought), I could take a bit of a rest.

Later that morning I cooked Kotz a state-of-the-art breakfast and we sat together on our sunny deck enjoying the food, the company and the array of bird activities we could spy from our eating position.
      “Look at the tuis!” Kotzman exclaimed watching two native birds sucking from the water feeder I had positioned in the front garden. Enjoying the view, food and company a thought occurred to me. Smiling sweetly at him I asked an impromptu question.
       “So sweetheart, as a wife what mark out of ten would I get?” 
I was truly confident with Kotz’s gentle nature and my spectacular attention to his every need my score would be hovering in the upper nines. Kotz looked at me and without even a loving twinkle in his eye to show any usual joking he might mean, he solemnly declared, “Six point five.”

The sound of my jaw hitting the table ricocheted around the South Island.
       “What?” I gasped, looking at him in total horror, “Why is it so low?”
     “Well honey,” Kotz said, reaching across the table, patting my hand in an apparent attempt to dissipate the shocked expression on my face. “When we came back to New Zealand ten years ago, you told me you’d show me the North Island.” He paused and looked at me wistfully.  “You know I haven’t seen any of it yet!”

That piece of important information set off an avalanche of activity.

Since then thanks to Grabaseat-cheap AIr New Zealand flights, and Airbnb, we have visited Wellington, Auckland, and are about to head to Christchurch/ Dunedin, then back to Auckland and Wellington.
This flurry of travel has of course kept me from my writing desk, and even though I am booked to give many talks up and down the country, my main focus is currently raising my score with Kotz.
 
This very morning I dared ask again.
       “Don’t worry honey,” Kotz replied happily, “you’re in the high eights!” 
Hmm, he obviously wants more travel, I thought. So if you find the blogs are a little spread out, then guess what I will be doing- playing the numbers game.