I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s strange, and I don’t believe you’re gone. I never thought of picturing a world without you in it. I don’t want to picture that world now. I wonder if she mourned you or whether your death came as a relief. Whether she stood in the living room with [...]
The hallmark of being an “adult” is that when you’re having a seriously homicidal day, you don’t choose to cry so hard you gag on your own spit because the universe isn’t aligning itself with your own intense narcissism. In fact, the hallmark of being an “adult” is really leaving narcissism behind you. That’s the [...]
This article is about a London, Ontario man who posted a cruel comment on the memorial site for Amanda Todd (the 15-year-old Port Coquitlam, BC girl who committed suicide last week) and who was subsequently fired from his job after a woman from Airdrie, Alberta reported his comment to his employers. While the story shows an [...]
I’m sorry. I can’t do it anymore. I cannot bridge the gulf between the vast and endless ocean that is this need. Not that it’s anything I’ve ever accomplished in the past. Maybe it’s just that I thought you wanted me to. But you say you don’t know what you need. Let me tell you, [...]
Okay, I guess I need to preface this post about the recall of infant chairs by reminding you that all parents are psychotic. All of us. First, we decide to host parasites. IN OUR BODIES. Or, if we choose not to host parasites in our bodies, we decide to purchase someone else’s discards. After the [...]
You know, it’s unusual for me to get this upset about something I see on effbook status updates. I mean, there’s a *reason* I don’t do effbook very much anymore, and the sheer number of idiots posting shite that makes me grind my teeth is one of them. Usually, I read something stupid, and then [...]
A while back, I submitted a fairly hastily thrown-together manuscript for a ‘new writers’ publishing contest. The manuscript wasn’t as ready as it should have been, and in fact, was pretty bare on content. So I wasn’t surprised when I got a very lovely PFO. As advised by my literary counsellor, I have decided to [...]
This has been a fairly difficult week. All I can say is thank Christ it was really bloody nice outside. I woke up this morning to the snow sky and the yellow leaves on the lawn and I immediately felt crestfallen and very, very tired. It also occurred to me that I pissed away my [...]
The real reason books are dangerous is because people care so much about them.
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