Category Archives: Writing

Paying Attention to Advice About Writing

Over 30 years, I have written six novels and a memoir. My earliest attempts began when I was attending university. When I look back at these initiations into the world of writing, I see the immature and awkward fumblings of … Continue reading

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Word on the Street

Last Sunday, I attended Word on the Street which moved its location from Queen’s Park to the Harbourfront. The day was gloriously sunny and the lake provided an exotic backdrop so there was excitement bubbling in the air. For the … Continue reading

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Like Pollution, Part 2

I sit at restaurants alone a lot. I enjoy the time to eat a good meal that I didn’t have to prepare, to ruminate about what’s going on in my life, and to be entertained by the antics and conversation … Continue reading

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Time: An Enemy to Writers

I quietly anticipate word from a publishing company to see if it has accepted my new YA novel. I wrote it in a year which, by my usual standards, is quick. It helped that I had written the thing in … Continue reading

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Last Night I Needed to Dream

Yesterday, I was going through some poetry of mine. I came across a poem I had written five years ago when I was experiencing some health concerns. Thought it was better than most poems I attempt to write. To me, … Continue reading

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The Writing of Robert Cormier

    I first became fascinated by the writing of Robert Cormier in 1987. As a component of my Bachelor of Education degree, one of our professors said we had to critique a number of children’s books, including YA literature. … Continue reading

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Time Passes

In spirit, I feel healthy. I cannot be more thankful. But now, mirrors have become to me the worst invention. Almost outplacing gunpowder. Every time I look in a mirror, I don’t like what I see. The ravages of time … Continue reading

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