When does the revolution begin?
Thirty-three years ago today the second American revolution was supposed to begin. I sometimes wonder if it was all an elaborate joke the Old Man (aka Gerald Dodein aka Gino…
Writers Resist: Readings for change
As part of my commitment to #writersresist and to celebrate the first anniversary of Red Star Tattoo I am looking to fundraise for social and climate justice causes through readings and…
Where we live now
Here is a picture that a friend sent to me of a book case at the Tommy Douglas library. I’m in some pretty interesting company there, but then again, these feel like…
Red Star Tattoo shortlisted for Hilary Weston Writer’s Trust Non-Fiction Award
Celebrating the best in Canadian non-fiction, the Hilary Weston Writers' Trust Prize finalists have been revealed. How many have you read? Click #linkinprofile to shop. #IndigoBooks #WestonPrize #CanLit #Books A…
The Back To School Feeling Never Ends
Fall Thoughts It’s cliché but the September light just gets me every time. And this feeling of renewal. Fresh pencils, fresh pages. The metaphoric made real. I often dreaded school…
The many names and faces of the National Labor Federation
The organization I belonged to during my teenage years had many names and many faces and continues to operate thirty years later. In Redding California, the public face of the organization was…
Conversations about secrets and story-telling
First there was the silence, The years and years of silence. Then slowly there were a few stories. I let it slip that my entire alternative school use to go skinny dipping…
Getting lost (and found) in books #AFI2016
Books had a prominent but complicated place on my mother’s side of the family. Books gave you status, proof that you were not ignorant. I always got the impression that…
The elephant (or ‘does writing it all down ever make it go away?’)
I saw this on my walk today and thought about you. You were the blonde woman with the radiant smile at the writer’s retreat. Your smile, your hair, they were…