My ongoing tales from a bar stool… September 20, 2017 Today was one of those days where the work kept coming and I couldn’t step outside, away from my desk, away from… Read More
I’m sitting on a generic IKEA chair, nine storeys up, on my Toronto balcony, overlooking the CN Tower. An indistinctive condo. An urban box like all the rest. A typical city landscape… Read More
Originally published at the Vancouver Sun blog on September 21, 2015 There are a few things that get my creative juices really flowing. Gushing, actually. Cringe-worthy, spiritual-type moments like standing at the… Read More
One of my favourite elements of being a writer is to intentionally play with words in ways they aren’t supposed to be played with. Words should not be constricted within the certainalities… Read More
Now that I’m finally more rested, dark circles less blackened, and bedtime back to a more respectable midnight hour, I can reflect with a clear head (as clear as it will ever… Read More
Painting pictures with words.
I flirt with words, spin sentences, and dance with metaphors.
Tongue tickling cheek.