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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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Leaving on a Jet Plane

By the time you read this, I’ll be leaving on a jet plane. Bye, bye, Calgary, forever known to me now – my friend M. said Monday night over a meal of olives, oysters, devilled eggs, pork belly, purple cabbage slaw, strawberry-basil cheesecake, cocktails, and wine – as the city where I learned how to […]

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Aurora Borealis

I haven’t been sleeping well. My head full of stuff that needs doing as I prepare for Calgary, and too many true-crime mini-documentaries watched on Netflix. Torturing myself with stories of random violence, not without reason, for this is a theme I’m exploring in my new book. Said book, however, is stalled, needing, I think, […]

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Holes

Ice-fishing is not unlike art-making. You go to your spot, drill down, drop a fine line and wait to haul a gleaming fish from the hidden current. Be careful, though. They’re slippery, these creatures, and you can fumble if you don’t concentrate, if you don’t know what you’re doing. That fine catch can drop with […]

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Bad Dogs

Last week, J. tells me, he and Mowat were out on the trail behind our house with a few other dogs and dog owners. They were having a great time – the dogs, that is, the owners would have been hunched inside their down jackets, stamping their feet on the ground to stay warm. Then, […]

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Open Doors: The Pas Writer-in-Residence Position

On the last Monday of my Writer-in-Residence gig in The Pas, I got locked inside the library. Not the part with all the books, but the back room, what’s called the Annex. In that space, under the humming lights, with tea made in the staff kitchen, with the sounds of snow-machines flying by on the […]

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Shining a Light

A couple days ago, at 12 noon, I looked out the back windows of our house, the ones that face south, showing the silver strip of Grace Lake through the bald diamond poplars, and noticed how low the sun was. I squinted and pinched out a distance of only about 13 centimeters, and realized, like […]

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Laniakea: Immeasurable Heaven

J. once worked with a guy who had a theory that the school year could be divided into a set of days. September and October are Monday; November and December are Tuesday. You get the picture. This means that we are still in Monday morning for another week and a half. Which is fitting, actually, […]

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Southern Seduction

Last week, when J. and I were back in Ontario, we spent two hours one afternoon looking (in part) for gluten-free Worcestershire sauce. It seemed ridiculous, and yet familiar. Often, when we lived there, we would find ourselves setting out on hours-long missions to collect all the food and other items we needed or felt […]

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Out To Lunch

We are about to embark on the 2500-kilometre drive back home, hauling our new (to us) three-person (or two people, and a dog) pop-up trailer and all the boxes pulled out of my mom and step-dad’s basement plus a few extras (my grandma’s strawberry cream-and-sugar set; my late aunt’s three-tiered cookie tray; the 1970’s yoghurt […]

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