gabriel garcia marquez has died

and with him, a unique voice. but his words remain. there’s something about reading Garcia Marquez that frees me. i took a creative writing class at U of C that was beyond hell, but i studied Garcia Marquez’ CHRONICLE OF A DEATH FORETOLD, a novella.  it’s a story told in reverse. here are the opening … Read more

10 things i want to write

a speech for each of my kids weddings. a story that features Cheap Trick’s song ‘I want you to want me’.  i’ll set it at a house party on CPR Hill with a view out over Shuswap Lake.  a drunk menopausal woman will likely take over the story. a story about a brave red-headed boy … Read more

write what you really want to write

here’s a quote from Roddy Doyle about writing: If I want to be a writer, like you, should I start by writing short stories? Are they easier or harder?! I find short stories harder to write than novels. But that’s just me. When I started writing, I wrote novels – because I loved reading novels. … Read more

first lines

first lines are important. when i think of memorable ones, i remember them for different reasons.  some are classic.  like Dickens A TALE OF TWO CITIES: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of … Read more


Death by Rainer Maria Rilke Before us great Death stands Our fate held close within his quiet hands. When with proud joy we lift Life’s red wine To drink deep of the mystic shining cup And ecstasy through all our being leaps— Death bows his head and weeps.  

Colm Toibin’s rules of writing

Colm Tóibín has penned these important rules of writing and i’d best pay attention. Finish everything you start. Get on with it. Stay in your mental pyjamas all day. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. No alcohol, sex or drugs while you are working. Work in the morning, a short break for lunch, work in the … Read more

CA 15-3

i am cursing you, in this oil-rich city, my hands unsteady. the walls are reverberating. it’s cold outside, and sunny, and even in the early afternoon, the wind is brittle. this morning, i watched the sounds of an olympic hockey game–an announcer in a floral suit, rock n’ roll regurgitating–collapse in the corner of this … Read more