I’m sitting on my tailbone, legs splayed, face slack with boredom, but my cells are taught and prepared. I’m holding my breath ever so slightly wondering what the first line will be. Am I going to say it? Is it going to come from her? All I know is that I am Read more
Rush Home Road by Lori Lansens 5 minutes @ crafted on ossington “Holy mother of god! She’s lost what’s left of her mind!” Serena’s words exploded out the cell phone. Catelin regretted having it on speaker hone. “I think it’s perfectly reasonable for me to throw myself a party and Read more
Every morning, as part of my quest for conscious living, I give thanks that I’ve woken up. It’s a good Jewish thing to do. According to paternal accounts my blood is one-quarter to one-eighths Jewish, but this is just a detail that gets thrown around when we’re talking about the Read more
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern 8 min on the Yonge-University line, southbound The first night, not the first night as in opening night, that was still months away, but the first night of training Kaylie Belle went four hours before she found water and fourteen before she found food. Read more
The Climber Room by Sam Lipsyte 8 min @ the desk, Toronto It was a curse. She couldn’t tell people of course, it would only make it worse. Not even her best friend. For now it was only the hair on her head. The witch had said if she didn’t broker Read more
No Wednesday post! Again?! The middle of this week was stuffed to capacity, an overflowing of sloppy joe guts in this week’s life sandwich. And the recipe didn’t allow for sides like blogging. It was an interesting day with the voices. They were a chorus of ‘shoulds’. The sane option Read more
Lives of the Saints by Nino Ricci 8 min @ crafted She was not well. Her skin was pale and dark where it shouldn’t be. She was not well and she was mean. She’d always been a bit sharp but now she was all bite and venom. Even her smile Read more
She came into my room with some socks she found in the dryer. She stopped short, taking in the changes in the room. “I needed to change something,” I explained. She looked down at me sitting on the rug and I could see I made absolutely no sense. It was Read more