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I wrote with my friends. Almost everyone did. Sometimes I wrote too much. Sometimes, others did. I liked to write. I still like to write. But I did not write to the point of blacking out, and I never sexually assaulted anyone. There is a bright line between writing, which I gladly do, and which I fully embrace, and sexually assaulting someone, which is a violent crime.

We wrote too much. We liked to write. You know, we... whatever the chart says, a word/page count chart.

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An old man loses his horse before coming to a mountain pass. He decides to continue on foot. Horses come and go. You can’t lose focus on your goal. He’ll get a new horse later on, further on. St...


January 08, 2021

Close enough for jazz in 1% better

We are lucky to be here. We have the time and the internet connection, and a laptop most likely. A diary is something that you give yourself, like a clandestine visit into my favourite High Stree...


January 07, 2021

Serenity Towers in Long story, short

Mavis, who lived directly across the hall from me, was the queen of stating the obvious. “Sure is hot”, she’d say if she got onto the elevator with you in the middle of the afternoon. “Sure is wi...


We never really understood each other back then. We were just too young and without enough life experience. For me, there was just too much more out there to be discovered. I had a pretty good i...


January 05, 2021

Out of time in Morning Stream

Someone left Frank Zappa’s Overnight Sensation in the patrol car, so I play it all night while driving from one side of town to the other, checking on the guards at the numerous construction site...


January 04, 2021

Prairie thoughts in Morning Stream

The old part of the house is drafty and cold on long winter nights. And when it’s late, after everyone has gone to bed, you can hear the cold air whispering under the door jambs. You can witness ...


Three days at the border, waiting with the truck drivers and the pygmies, the families and the solo travellers, all of us waiting for the border to open. Maybe tomorrow, maybe later today for a f...


January 02, 2021

years lost in Morning Stream

I’ve noticed that I play classical music through the deepest darkest parts of our Canadian winter. I like the atmospheric, sweeping sounds of the Russians and the Germans. It’s mighty and minimal...


January 01, 2021

dystopian ball drop in Morning Stream

I got up this morning and banged my head on a cabinet corner when trying to get the coffeemaker working. I had overfilled it and it has shorted itself out (I think). It is currently upside-down i...


Lying on the side of the road as traffic passes you by is the loneliest feeling in the world according to Earl from New Brunswick after he wiped out his motorcycle on the way to a teaching gig in...


What’s changed is that there are all these little boys in the neighbourhood, two next door (sons of the policeman), one next to him (son of the P.O.) and one next to me on the other side (son of ...


People sometimes ask me what I do for a living. I always lie. I tell them I’m a carpenter. I tell them I’m a retired sea captain. I tell them I’m a rodeo clown. That’s the one they never believe...


December 28, 2020

Day 63 in Morning Stream

If my math is correct, that means I’m 1/3 of the way there. And it’s back to work today if you call what I do work. It’s not. It’s farting around, acting like I have the answers, prodding and ca...


December 27, 2020

Bushiban in Long story, short

Up in the bushiban we have four desks pushed together in the centre of the room and then two more along the short wall and three on the long wall. I sit with my back to the big window, right next...


I started the countdown at 102 days till March 1. Today it’s only 65 more. That’s progress. I’m like a third of the way there and feeling great. Pacing myself with good habits (like morning pages...


The most important conversation is the one I have with myself every morning. “Good morning”, I say. “What am I going to do today?” Mr Sake said, “I knew you’d call.” And then invited me over the ...


December 25, 2020

Safely at the station in Morning Stream

Another day begins. And another month, another year draws to a conclusion. After an arduous journey, an uncertain journey to a far-flung destination, another train pulls into another jerkwater s...


December 24, 2020

Safely at the station in Morning Stream

Another day begins. And another month, another year draws to a conclusion. After an arduous journey, an uncertain journey to a far-flung destination, another train pulls into another station. J...


The dreams I’ve been having lately have been so vivid, so confused. It’s like I’m dreaming someone else’s dreams, some sick bastard who thinks about skinny premature babies, slovenly urban hillbi...


December 21, 2020

id10ts in Morning Stream

There are a lot of idiots out there. Not drooling on your shirt idiots, just those who don’t think. People who drive around and around a parking lot hoping to get a parking spot up front. People ...


Another cannabis shop opened on High Street yesterday. I just happened to be out for a late afternoon walk in the snow when I noticed it was open. The place used to be a brewery and then a brew y...


I used to have a brother. I used to have friends. My father was alive. Now its just me. By choice and by time. The circle gets smaller and smaller. By circumstance. I gave the eulogy at my fathe...


December 17, 2020

74 in Morning Stream

I’ve been starting my day with some free writing, morning pages, some would call them. I just decided to make it part of my morning routine a while back. I just sit down with my coffee and put do...


I had all the freedom in the world back then. I was never told to be home by suppertime (I just was. It saved the explaining.) or by nightfall, or midnight. Back then, I had a clock in my head. I...


When I was an English Teacher in Taiwan, on the first day I used to begin my mid-level university classes with a game. I asked my students to write down five things about themselves, one of which...


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