Bouncin’ Joe and the Road West
In August, I drove across half of Canada with my friend from high school. This was not something I had ever particularly expected to do. But then, very little about…
In August, I drove across half of Canada with my friend from high school. This was not something I had ever particularly expected to do. But then, very little about…
There's a moment after every move when you stop thinking about where you've come from and start noticing where you are. Not in any dramatic way. It's the accumulation of…
A little over a month ago, I arrived on Vancouver Island with four suitcases and a life that felt as though it had been turned upside down. Since then, I've…
A brief life update from the opposite end of the country: I’m now in Victoria. After more than a decade in Thunder Bay — and the past several years especially…
Spring is traditionally the season of new beginnings — but for me, it’s also the season of renewed curiosity. This year, even in the wake of a profound personal loss…
Over the past two weeks, my life has changed in ways that are both profound and strangely quiet. On March 16, my mother died. For the past twelve years, I…
For the past several weeks, my writing life has slipped quietly into one of those unexpected “wintering” phases — the kind we don’t always plan for, but usually learn from.…
This isn’t my usual subject matter. Normally, I write about more personal or creative topics, but today I feel compelled to speak out about the political situation unfolding in the…
Lately, with everything going on in my life, I’ve been circling back to one of those questions that sits at the edge of grief: what happens to consciousness when someone…
There’s a moment in baseball, just before the pitch is thrown, that exists entirely in potential. The batter squares up. The infield shifts. The crowd holds its breath. The pitcher…