On My Many Favourite Red-Haired Musicians From Different Times in My Life – pt. 1

There’s something special about red heads.

Three weeks ago, I was at the hairdresser, and the woman in the chair next to me had red hair.  She was also reading a book about the history of red hair and red-headedness throughout the world, from which she shared a few interesting facts.

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The Evil That Men/Women/Writers Do

Time for my final burning writing question.

I’ve been answering burning writing questions that readers of my blog submitted as part of the celebration of my 10th writing birthday, which took place back on February 12.

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The Ultimate Balancing Act: Your Work, Personal & Writing Lives

Back in February (on the 12th, the 10th, who even really knows?), I had my 10th writing birthday.

A writing birthday is something I commemorate to mark the day I decided to take a professional attitude toward my writing, in pursuit of eventual publication.

To my knowledge, the writing birthday is something I invented.  I’m not 100% clear on the actual date, but most years observe it on February 12.

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How to Keep Creating While the World is Going to Shit

It can feel a bit like fiddling while Rome burns.

The world at large has always been a tumultuous place, particularly with the advent of new online media entities, social media, and the 24-hour news cycle of network news making us more aware than at any other time in history of the shit going down across the globe.

Lately, however, it seems it’s not just greater access to the news that’s making the world seem so untenable, but rather the quality of the news as well.

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How I Spent My Summer, 2017 Edition

I was not on vacation, even thought I was away from home for an entire month.

I seem to be unwittingly developing a habit for having “working summers”.

Despite occasionally going on what could be considered conventional vacations, some even involving trips abroad, over the past few years, I’ve not found much relaxation during my summers.

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More Adventures in Method Writing (or, About That Time I Fell Off My Bike Due to Black Ice)

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My right knee was covered in road rash.  My left thigh is still sporting a huge, multi-hued bruise.

(When a bruise actually shows up on a black person, you know it must be bad.)

Anyone who’s read my blog for while knows that I ride my bicycle a lot.

I’m a cycle-commuter – I ride 8km roundtrip to work every day, as well as on various errands and social outings in and around Vancouver, where I live.  With the proper outer layers, Vancouver weather is rideable 95% of the year.

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All Stories End

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It’s so easy to lose oneself in a story.

We’ve all been there: the plan to read a little before bed keeps you up turning pages half the night.

You sink your social life for days or weeks in a row spending every free moment on successive volumes (or episodes) of a book (or TV) series.

I have a friend who gets so wrapped up in her reading, she does so while brushing her teeth.

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