So, I managed it again. I sat down on November 1st, and wrote out a story until November 30th, starting with Once upon a Time and ending with The End. It was relatively easy this year (as far as writing 50k […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Another checkin. There are new people on this page, but alas, none of them are me. Next year, next year. (NB: I actually almost forgot to grab the page this year. Caught it with minutes to spare. Phew!) The ISFDB […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Act 1 Scene: A suburban kitchen table. A family of five sits eating, discussing the day’s events. Mother has been speaking about a book she’s currently reading Mother: I don’t know about this book. It’s bugging me on a fundamental […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m a writer. One of the things that writers do — the most important, really — is write. To that end, I had mulled the idea of getting into a daily writing habit for several years. I had several false […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
A few days ago, the Ottawa Citizen ran the opinion piece “Demolish the Queensway” by Jonathan McLeod. In it, he posits that once we have a working LRT and have finished connecting the bits in the south to create a usable […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m in the midst of writing a response to an opinion piece that ran in the Citizen a few days ago (go read it! And the comments! This way you’ll be ready to make fun of^h^h^h^h^h^h a more informed judgment […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Dear Chris, This is your gut. I think you should listen to me a bit more than you do. Do you realize that you missed what might have been the best day for biking this month? I think you do, that’s […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I feel that I have it pretty cushy in Kanata. I live in Beaverbrook, almost one of those “Garden Cities” championed by urban planners in the 60’s. I can get to many places easily by bike without touching too many major […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Today I learned an interesting thing about New Hampshire. The Live Free or Die state seems to have a strange law on its books in which anyone present during the sale of alcohol can be asked for ID proving they […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As I limped to the parking lot yesterday, describing my crash to a friend, she stopped me and said, “You really need to change that story. All it does is make you sound like a big ol’ klutz!” Thanks, Nancy. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…