Pamela Porter
Born in Albuquerque, New Mexico, on July 14, 1956, Pamela Porter of Sidney, B.C., has also lived in Texas, Louisiana, Washington, and Montana. Her husband's family has operated a family farm near Weyburn, Saskatchewan, for generations, and Pamela’s family goes to Saskatchewan every summer to work on the farm.
Having gained her undergraduate English degree from Southern Methodist University in Dallas and her MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Montana, Pamela Porter has taught writing at the University of Victoria and to adults at the tribal school on the Saanich peninsula.
“Amazing how the soup pots of small townsare just waiting to boil over anything at all.”
Pamela Porter
“God helps those who help themselves.'...If God waits around to seeif we can pull off miracles without him, then I concludethat Godis playing games with us.”
Pamela Porter
“Now I will know alwaysthe thrill of a kiss,and know what it is I am cursed to live without.”
Pamela Porter
“We are all stumbling and falling under our own crosses,those carved from our hands, our sweat,and those not of our own making.”
Pamela Porter
“...a person can't tame God. He's wild as a lion. He'll haunt you.”
Pamela Porter
“(N.B. I think this is from a hymn.)O joy that seekest me through pain,I cannot close my heart to thee;I trace the rainbow through the rain,And feel the promise is not vain,That morn shall tearless be.”
Pamela Porter