On paying attention: a lesson in toothbrushing and writing from Colette Brooks

On one block I see the windows through which scores of young women once leapt to their deaths, fire driving them from factory floor to the cool of the open air…someone else who remembers place white roses on the sidewalk (Brooks, In the City).” In my attempt to be more mindful of the world around […]

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On the Importance of Doing Nothing: Brenda Ueland & Writing

I have been carrying some pretty heavy writer guilt around lately—and I don’t mean heavy as an office water cooler, I’m talking heavy as-an-Assembly-on-Drunk-Driving, plus the whole damn Mulligan delivery truck. Despite managing to spend plenty of time getting all wet and sandy with my three-year-old, several months have passed and I still haven’t produced […]

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Creativity through Mindfulness: Advice from Brenda Ueland

It happened again. Despite so many pinky-swear-sealed promises that I would most definitely and certainly get back to my manuscript and write a WHOLE chapter this week, I didn’t even manage to power up my laptop. I need help. Luckily, I found some in the form of Brenda Ueland’s book, If You Want to Write: A […]

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On getting un-blocked

“Anyone who’s ever quit smoking knows that feeling. And that’s me if I don’t get to write. It feels like I’m jonesing.” Douglas Coupland I used to think writer’s block was for wimps. For people that lacked the willpower to sit down at the computer and just get to it, and frankly, probably weren’t meant […]

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Alice Munro: hope for late bloomers like me

Craig’s List made me cry today. And it’s all my fault. I normally confine my job searches on said site to the admin/office assistant range, however today I made the mistake of browsing all sorts of interesting positions–psychiatric nurse, veterinarian, deep water fishing guide–that I am totally NOT qualified for. It was like window shopping […]

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Making space for awesomeness…and some new writerly freinds

  There is nothing like moving to make me ball like a teacup chiuaua. It happened when I went to Japan, then again when I  moved across the country to Ottawa, and most recently, just a few kilometres away from my Vancouver home—thus giving up my cozy little apartment, my friends, my workplace, and my […]

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