Pick a headline from this past week. It doesn’t matter which one. Now, write the next great dystopian series to sweep the nation using that headline as your opening line. Just make sure you release your work as an e-book, so that we can all access it while we practice social distancing. It feels a… Continue reading Worry About What’s In Your Control
I’m hanging out on a cliff right now, metaphorically speaking. There aren’t any cliffs near me in Halifax. I’m not standing up. My toes aren’t curled protectively over the edge. I’m not windmilling back from the drop. I’m just here. I’m sitting with my laptop set on top of my crossed legs. I’m just hanging… Continue reading A Filler Chapter
“Ever since my childhood I’ve been scared, I’ve been afraid, of being trapped by circumstance, of staying in one place.” – Frank Turner The Road I was listening to this song a week or so ago as my tour bus wove its way between brilliant green trees on the trip back into Halifax and all I… Continue reading Girl Meets East Coast: Part 1
It’s too loud. Life is too loud. Maybe that is why I spend a great deal of my time plugged into my phone or laptop. It’s easier to control the amount of sound I consume when I’m plugged in because the world seems set to overwhelm me at every possible turn. Now, don’t get me… Continue reading White Noise
Last night I returned from a get together with various members of the Wingd team in the mood for reflection. We are currently in the process of developing a book and that is an amazing accomplishment, but that’s not what this post is about, for more information on that you can refer to the Metro or the Ottawa Citizen.… Continue reading Stretching My Wings
“You’re a superwoman!” Every so often this seemingly innocuous compliment slips from the mouth of one of my friends or sisters and, without fail, each time I hear it I cringe internally. It’s not the act of being complimented that unsettles me it’s the terminology being used in the formation of said compliment. I have never… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Be a Superwoman
It’s 2015 now. I’ve already encountered roadblocks to my resolutions. I’ve already fallen down, yet I’m still standing so that’s something. It’s currently 1:41am, and while by university student standards that’s nothing I was actually intending to make the most of the second last night of sleep I have before beginning school again. Unfortunately, I find myself… Continue reading 2015 – For Real
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