My shoulder has broken. F. broke it while napping on my arm. I have no words. Again the sky is empty and the fact…

Mastery has always fascinated me. My first encounter was in grade school. A boy named Lucas who drew tree-cities full of mushroom people. My…

I made the entry directly into WordPress. This raises the question of primacy and intent.

F. is sick (F. fell ill). Illness struck F. F caught something, a cold. F. stumbled into another sickness. A cold shivered her.

ALL…

When I do a sport, I obsess over the minutia. All my thought leads back to it, in this case kickboxing. If I begin…

A list of writing projects underway or which I want to undertake:

Kingsway Massage – short storyCollection of Memories – essaysDying girl – TV ShowSchool…

The city doesn’t bother me, b/c so many layers of thought and feeling insulate me, felted layers that only a certain, insistent violence can…

The city’s landscape, natural and constructed, leaves me dead. Is inert a better word? Has familiarity accustomed my eyes? When I travel, I experience…

We drove to Spectacle Lake this morning. I saw it on the Victoria subreddit. Twenty minutes north on the Trans Canada, left on Whittaker,…