South Branch Scribbler: About Me

About Me

Hi.

Welcome & Thank You for visiting the Scribbler.

If you’re new to the South Branch Scribbler, you might wonder where the name of the blog came from.

I grew up in a small community called… you guessed it… South Branch.

On the eastern shore of New Brunswick, in Kent County, lies the village of Rexton and from there the Nicholas river flows from three branches, East, West and South, the names of the communities that grew around the rivers.

When I was ten months old I was adopted by Beatrice and William Hudson. I had a brother and sister-in-law and three sisters who all spoiled me. It was a wonderful childhood – all good memories.

Looking back, I’ve been a fortunate man. Married to a wonderful, gracious lady, Gloria Chiasson. A son Adam, two stepsons Chris and Mark and their spouses and children, Mireille, Matthieu, Natasha and Damien. I’ve had many adventures in my life. I have a loving and supportive family. I’m blessed with good friends. I’m a very lucky man.

I started writing later in life, inspired by one of my favorite authors, Bryce Courtenay, who began his writing career in his mid-fifties. It has been one of my most rewarding pastimes. I’ve been an avid reader since it started with Dick & Jane – a primary reader my mother brought home from her work – Bea was a school teacher and taught me to read at an early age.

I enjoy my blog and sharing other people’s accomplishments. I hope you do too. I would love to hear from you. sbscribbler@gmail.com

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PaulFalkbooks said...: This webpage has well laid-out and easy to navigate through. Impressive.; 20 November 2020 at 08:12
South Branch Scribbler said...: Thanks for visiting, Paul and the nice comment.; 21 November 2020 at 05:09
Unknown said...: Hello. Great interview with my cousin Tara. Keep writing.; 12 December 2020 at 12:00
South Branch Scribbler said...: Thanks for the nice comment. Tara is a lovely lady and it's been fun having her as a guest.; 13 December 2020 at 06:22
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Earth, An Anthology, is the first in a compelling four part series that celebrates our planet in a smorgasbord of unforgettable short stories. Ten best-selling and award-winning authors who call the North Atlantic home, share their vivid imaginations in these tales of intrigue and adventure. From potato farm mayhem; investigating mysterious jagged trenches; a voice from the past; a grim discovery, and a quest for a lost sword, to life lessons; seductive sparkle and fire; questioning the balance between good and bad; and someone – or something – that threatens the existence of Warden McCabe — Earth, An Anthology, is a treasure trove of pure entertainment. So tuck into your favourite armchair and experience our world as never before. Please click on the image.

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Code Name: Iron Spear 1941

5 Star review by Author Diana Stevan for Voyage of Hope.

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A love story. A story about family...

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