slow going

I realize I am crawling along in the blogosphere these days. While the words launch and ricochet and ping on other blogs all around me, I am in slow motion, watching my brain creep along before anything gets written down. Hence, the desert of days between updates. I know why this is. It’s because I think too much. […]

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file under weird

Coincidence. Serendipity. Whatever you call it, I know it. Intimately. I’m one of those people who might be riding a bus through the wet jungles of Bolivia only to find I’m sitting beside a long-lost cousin. No, that hasn’t happened to me, but lots of other oddities have, many of which I recounted recently in […]

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secret michigan

The more I travel the more I find places I want to return to. This occurred in Kentucky, exploring former coal mining boomtowns reshaping themselves into historical destinations (Now Magazine, June 21, 2007), and now it’s happened with Michigan. Michigan, you might be thinking, as I was when I first contemplated heading off to visit […]

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Clive ‘Scott’ Chisholm: March 5, 1936 – June 16, 2007

My uncle died on Saturday. At the end of a ceremony with my aunt, he lifted his arm to embrace her, relaxed and slipped into peace. It was expected, it was a good death, but that doesn’t make it less difficult for those left behind. I was not prepared for the memories that came flooding […]

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this writer’s week

A short post this week, my beloved readers, as I’m way too busy updating my status every few hours on Facebook (some delectable recent samples: ‘lauren is smelling the lilacs’, ‘lauren is getting creative with organic bok choy’, ‘lauren is unsure what she is’ – that last one a statement on the existential angst that is […]

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telling the truth

Awhile back I read somewhere that Philip Roth would never have become the writer he was without the help of his mother. When he came under attack by the neighbours and relatives for using them as characters in his fiction, it was his mom who stood by him. It was Mom who said: You’re a writer. Write. This might […]

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busy young bees

Yesterday a shocking new Stats Canada study surfaced in the media. It found that lots of Canadian teens aren’t exactly hanging out at the pool hall, smoking pilfered cigarettes while wondering who to ask to the prom.  Instead, an incredible amount of them are a bit more like Michael J. Fox’s Alex Keaton in Family Ties: hustling around the locker-lined […]

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lauren is…

finally updating her blog! Lauren is excited. Lauren is giving her dog a cookie. Lauren is out in the garden, going to bed, packing, off on an adventure, back to work. Lauren is procrastinating.  For many of you the above claims might make no sense at all. But if you’ve been bitten by the Facebook bug, they’re probably […]

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en route to argentina

Two different trips. Two very specific reasons for travel. Here, in Oregon, I’ve spent my days sifting through some fifty years of my uncle’s writing, reading his travel journals, his letters to his mother, his poems and the work he’s already done on his book about the Manitoulin. In between slow, cane-assisted walks to and from the dinner table […]

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oregon or bust

My mother’s brother, my uncle Clive, is a writer. As a kid I knew him as Unc, the gregarious, adventure-loving uncle who’d come sweeping in from the south, from his life as an American. He was accompanied by his wife, Linda, who speaks with a charming and delicate Southern accent and our cousins, Caitlin and […]

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