Category Archives: Writing

More things to do when I’m not writing

Eat, breathe, tidy around mecommunicate, make love,sleep, defecate, become engrossedin vices of all sorts, unhelpfuldiversions that contribute nothingto the greater good. Exercise.Try to spend time outdoorsas well as in. I make plans. Plotemotions. Discard focus. I saveoverseas stamps for our … Continue reading

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So Good I Cried

So, before I can start my journal, which I feel a need to do, with so many things that have happened in the last week, I will share my good news, with the world, with my blog (which no one … Continue reading

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A few more excuses

I was rushing off to the gym yesterday for the 2nd morning in a row, and the third day in a row of workouts. After ten days in Thailand with all you can eat buffets, and a lot of static … Continue reading

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On Creativity

A week in Bangkok for work, and while I had the intention to think about writing and move ahead, I’m not sure if I expected to come away with so many ideas. Talking with Moises, who is also a writer, … Continue reading

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Things to do when I’m not writing

Looking through the lens of the present at my past entries, I note a few different themes: the desire to write, berating my lack of discipline, some jealousy at other people who write more, and the sense of drifting away … Continue reading

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Taking it to another level

On the same Sunday when the skies softened up with rain, fell apart in a sudden downpour and have now cleared to a two-colour swirl, a paintbrush of white cloud across the blue sky -6:30pm and it’s still so light … Continue reading

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Waking and not quite knowing where

7 Sept 05, San Francisco I open my eyes. Brooklyn? Toronto (on the Bloor line, far enough east or west for the buildings to thin out)? No. Oakland. The BART to San Francisco. Some surprise how many seconds it took … Continue reading

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Leaving My Ex

23 August 2005, 9am, en route from Gravenhurst to Toronto I’m leaving my ex. I’m on a bus from Gravenhurst to Toronto. The sky is a wash of moody greys, partly an effect of the shaded windows. I realize that … Continue reading

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I woke up screaming

The dreams that most fascinate me are when something in the setting has changed from a reflection of real life to something very different. I still remember a dream in university of a red-orange dessert and dinosaur type creatures. Also … Continue reading

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A prayer for my friend’s dad

Yesterday, I received an e-mail from my friend K. “I wanted you to know that my dad died last Wednesday morning. We have been doing ceremonies for him and will be having a memorial service next thursday. Say a prayer … Continue reading

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