Tag Archives: writing

Where It’s At

I have been writing. Not here. I joined this local, fledgling writers group back in January. At first I was sharing short stories, just trying to get my fiction muscles back. The stories were okay but honestly I don’t have … Continue reading

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Words: You’re Doing Them Wrong

I grabbed the New Westminster NewsLeader yesterday and skimmed through it while I ate lunch. I have made an uneasy peace with the free, local papers; they are, after all, free and community-driven and occasionally informative (though local blog Tenth … Continue reading

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Semi Fiction

Walking up the street I saw the license plate frame first. “Paramount Gentlemen’s Club,” it read. “Because looking at ladies in sparkly underpants and paying them to grind into your lap is ever so gentlemanly,” it didn’t read. I noted … Continue reading

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Collisions

I can’t remember how old I was the last time I traveled to Italy, but I do remember: being desperately bored, listening to my Sony Walkman, scribbling in my journal, eyeing the cute Italian boys. Wishing I could talk to … Continue reading

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Ring

This morning I was vacuuming and when I turned the vacuum off, it made a kind of KerChunk sound and then when I shook the stick part of the vacuum, my silver winged skull ring fell out. (The amazing sucking … Continue reading

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