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Character Study

These days, I’ve been working on my new novel, narrated by a young woman called Melonie Barnett (unless, of course, I decide to change her name). The story grew out of three linked short stories – Empty Nest, which you can read in the latest issue of The New Quarterly; Rhubarb, which will be in Oberon Press‘s 15: […]

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Firelight Interview Series: Laurie D. Graham

Laurie D. Graham is a reader, a writer, and a deep thinker who always gave appreciated and thoughtful commentary on the work on the table during our shared fiction and poetry workshops in the University of Guelph’s MFA program. A transplanted westerner, she now lives in London, Ontario (while I’ve gone in the opposite direction). […]

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Thanks, But No Thanks

Last week, I got rejected. It wasn’t anything personal. Except, you know, it was. I submitted a manuscript I’ve spent several years on, parts of which have won or been long-listed for awards, and the editor of the press came back to me with a thanks, but no thanks. Amid the constructive criticism, he said […]

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Firelight Interview Series: Deanna Young

Who are you? I am a poet and mother of three who has tried over the last 20 years to write and have a family while working at various other jobs (teaching and editing mainly), volunteering, being a friend, daughter, sister, etc. I’m from Middlesex County in southwestern Ontario, and though I haven’t lived in […]

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Island Clearances: Behind the Poem

Last spring, I had the great privilege of being mentored by the poet Jan Zwicky at the Sage Hill Writing Experience, along with seven other extraordinary writers. For those two weeks, I sifted through a manuscript-in-process about my great-great-grandparents’ 19th-century migration from present-day St. Catharines, up the Niagara escarpment, to Manitoulin Island. Along the way, […]

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Dream Analysis

Last week I had a dream that I was looking after a needy six-year-old who smoked. At a new age bar, I made her wait in the lobby while I went inside to find a famous social worker who could give me some tips. She wanted to play with the toys in a chest but […]

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Transitions

For the past two weeks, I’ve spent my days gazing out a wide window at the Qu’Appelle Valley, watching the highway move cars up/down the hill, to/from Regina, and walking the road onto wide prairie, under the huge, changeable sky. We’ve done amazing things here, we eight poets who arrived at Sage Hill to work […]

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A Poem from (for) Sage Hill

This morning, the magpie took me out of my dream. Squawking and stalking the grass under the hydro stand where the owl sat, hooting, hotly seeking a mate. I was not anywhere in the west at that moment, my mind watching the smoulder of a stump turning to ash on the edge of Lake Huron, […]

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