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Making Time

It’s just before 4 a.m. I’ve woken up, my eyes springing open because a) the cat came to me, wanting to be held, and b) I think I’ve messed up my novel’s time-line. So, I’m in our guest-room, trying to unravel this dilemma, knowing the only real way to fix it is to open up […]

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Salt Mine

I’m in the salt mine these days. Not that I’m complaining. How lucky am I to have the luxury to spend hours toiling in the underground caves of my own mind. But this stage is an odd one. Both exciting and irritating. It’s like having a compulsion: the novel simply will not let me go. […]

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Incendiary Ink

This morning, I finished rewriting the climax of my novel. I knew it was coming, so over the last few days I’ve felt myself s-l-o-w w-a-y down. The reason? Yeah, you know it: FEAR. A lot, of course, depends on a well-executed climax and mine tend to be, well, busy. (Not that this is a […]

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Learning the Language

Last night I had a dream that I was holding the advance reading copy of my next novel. It had a gorgeous cover in reds and browns, and it was a big fat book. The only problem: part of it was in Italian. I don’t quite know it yet, is what I think this means. […]

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Shaking Out the Knots

Rain smears my office window as I write this, as I wait for a pot of tea to steep. It’s cold outside, and the smell of heat is coming off the radiator, and my dog is asleep on his bed behind me (having had two breakfasts, since J. and I seemed to be over-organized this […]

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A Walk In the Woods (and a Giveaway!)

In Calgary, this past spring, I had the real pleasure of reading Leo Brent Robillard‘s fourth novel, The Road to Atlantis. The publisher had asked me to blurb it, which means to give it a tidbit of praise they can use on the cover, and I’m usually careful with these things so I didn’t agree until I’d […]

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Night Blooming

Last night, I learned a lesson. Again. Early yesterday morning, I’d sat in the chair in my office, coffee on a nearby coaster, staring at the blank page of my notebook. I was stuck. In particular, on a chapter that seemed contrived, where something happens but I didn’t like how it happened. It was too […]

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Firelight Interview Series: Jael Richardson

I met Jael Richardson on the first day of school – grad school, that is. During our first semester, we took the drama workshop together with inimitable playwright David Young, who opened his fabulous home, in Toronto’s Annex, with its backyard Japanese garden and kitchen-corner narwhal tusk, to our discussions of beats, props, scenes and […]

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Firelight Interview Series: Trevor Corkum

I can’t quite remember how I met Trevor Corkum, but it was online and shortly after we began communicating we discovered a bunch of connections: we both went to Trent U., in Peterborough, Ontario, at the same time, and we had a mutual friend unrelated to our work or our schooling. Plus, there’s the writing […]

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Being Boring

Last Tuesday, J. and I went to the Lido, the historic local theatre here in The Pas. Built in 1929, the place happens to be one of the few remaining atmospheric theatres, in which an “atmospheric design transported [the audience] to an exotic European courtyard or garden,” according to Wikipedia. In our case, we saw […]

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