I wrote the last editions of this series almost a year ago. I am now without a doubt in my identity, as a writer anyways, and so I cannot continue the themes of those earlier posts in the same way. For one, I'm on Wikipedia, something I always wanted but didn't expect would happen until … Continue reading Writerly Things cont. again
As I sit in my home sipping a coffee, reading The Big Sleep, I wonder what people won't endure for the sake of life and liberty. Outside my home it is -21°C. Thankfully, weather is about the worst thing in my life. But, there is something especially malevolent about air being so cold it burns … Continue reading Winter Brrrzz
It's nice to be able to see the CN Tower when I go for a walk. I forgot how much I missed it. Last night as I was driving home, I passed the CN Tower lit green and red. It's great to be home. -Clay
I am concerned that writing is becoming a lifestyle. What I mean, simply, is that I am not anymore just someone who writes - as I've been for awhile now. What I am is a fucking writer. This idea first came to mind when a friend of mine commented that I seemed less concerned with … Continue reading Writerly Things Cont.
Second City Toronto is a wonderful place. I've an affinity beyond just the typical comedy fan for a very good reason: my time as a member of the comedy cohort there. Well it was just a camp for a week, but I did tell some jokes on a tiny side stage that got some laughs. … Continue reading Second City: Silly and Serious