I’ve just come back from a celebratory brunch at the lovely Sunnyside Cafe in my new neighbourhood of Esquimalt, British Columbia. They have the best egg dishes. Their hollandaise is gloriously decadent. I usually go for something with smoked salmon, but today I...
Donna Morrissey once said in a workshop something along the lines of: one only needs to mine the stories of one’s life in order to create fiction. This statement has been ringing like a bell lately. I’ve finished writing my last novel and while I’m waiting for it to...
In a wonderful two-day workshop with the poet, Ellen Bass, I learned about a poetry form she called “The long-armed poem.” About Frank Gaspar, the inspiration for this form, she wrote: “(Frank Gaspar) reaches out a long arm and scoops so much disparate, seemingly...
Last week I posted the first part of the first day of Rebalancing training in Pune India, 1988. Here is a continuation of that first day. Amrita stands facing the group with her eyes closed, arms loose at her sides. Sats gently lifts her hand. “We’re going to explore...
Recently I was speaking to Barbara Turner-Vesselago, author of Writing without a Parachute – The Art of Freefall and writing teacher extraordinaire, about the requirements and cost of writing memoir. In an upcoming article for the WCDR’s Word Weaver magazine,...
I am two years old. Ribbons of leather harness fasten me to the iron grill of our front porch. I watch Scott Worthington, also two, scoop out boat-shaped pieces of orange his mother has pushed into his hands before smacking her hands on her apron and turning to clip...
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