Writing and Pumpkin Spice

It’s August, and the feeling of fall is in the air around here. This week, I tried making my own pumpkin spice latte, since I’m too impatient to wait for the Starbucks. It didn’t turn out all that well, so I tried again a day later. It was even worse. Sometimes, I need to learn […]

The win is in the revision

How a writer’s work isn’t done just because the first draft is. The first draft. It’s an idealized thing. A dump of words on the page, we revel as the tally climbs up, and up, and up. We take the challenge in November or any time at all with daily goals. We think we’ve won […]

Week Three: A Fault of Memory

A few years ago, I can’t remember exactly when, I was trying to recall the name of the newspaper in Montreal that I wrote a few freelance pieces for, the main English daily. I searched for the name in the recesses of my memory, not so much a wracking of my brain as scouring for […]

Week Two: “What Our Hearts Are Saying to Us”

“Poetry is a living art, it’s living in each and every one of us all the time. We just have to recognize it.” – George Elliott Clarke Canada’s new parliamentary poet laureate, the poet of the nation, is going to sort me out. I can’t properly trace my disdain for poetry, where the roots are […]

Week One: Notebooks and Resolutions

Last year, a burgundy plastic tote was delivered to my parents’ house by an aunt, who had procured it from another aunt who had kept it for years, until I found out about it last winter and began a campaign to get it into my possession. Inside the tote are notes from my grandmother, starting […]