For next Monday morning

Killing Floor by Lee Child 8 min @ my desk, TO, 2.4.13 The awkward moment came just as I knew it would, but I still wasn’t prepared.  I’d been waiting a week for Monday to come.  Clean slate, fresh start Monday.  But this is not going according to the plan.  Frack! Read more…

ketchup 1 2 3

“Kinda,” I said. The Fault Was In Our Stars by John Green 8 min @ Sublime Espresso Bar, Kensington Market, TO I knew I used the wrong word from the sour look on Aunty’s face. I have, not I got. Since the day I reached Aunt Clarice’s house she’d been Read more…

Catching up with myself

I am behind on a handful of Middle Notes and countless quick dip writes. I could blame it on grief. In eight months I’ve mourned my father, an aunt, and in this past week my beloved grandmother. Planning funerals and wrapping up the details of a life are exhausting and Read more…

“You want sucky sucky?”

Are You There Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea. by Chelsea Handler 8 min on the F train into Manhattan The visits with Genevieve and the baby were getting awkward. Brenda knew her friend thought she was a prude; Genevieve thought all Americans were uptight about their naked bodies. But Brenda had Read more…

All That Glitters

All That Glitters by Pearl Lowe 8 min on the set of “Rookie Blue”, 1.18.13   Every night you told me a different fairy tale.  You said they were true stories and I should never give up on my dreams.  Everyone gets a happy ending.  I remember my tenth birthday when we Read more…