While in Toronto, you might want to do as I did, and go see Ann Powell and David Powell, who are puppetmongers of the highest order.  You can read about them in Eileen Blumenthal’s excellent book, of course, and that’s good too, but if you don’t go there yourself you won’t get to see this stuff, some of which is, actually, Ann and David.  Who could not have been kinder or more helpful to a writer lurching out of a pretty damn humid afternoon, disrupting their workday. . .David even gave me a token for the streetcar! I mean, come on! And Ann can tell you what it actually means to “monger.”

So go there.