Serpent’s teeth and the brilliance of Shakespeare

I hated reading Shakespeare as I grew up. The language seemed difficult, the concepts dry and old. I was, of course, ignorant. And a philistine. Now I know better, and am continually gobsmacked by what Shakespeare was able to contain in his works. I wonder who I was when I was younger - so sure…

Grumpy grumpy grumpy ghosts, or muses in disguise?

As the start date for my Humber course creeps closer, I can feel my old ghosts moving in, settling down, taking up their knitting, kicking off their shoes. Making themselves comfortable. Which ghosts? The ones who say: "You never finish anything." "You're a jack of all trades, a master of none." "There's nothing worse than…

Sometimes you feel like a star, sometimes you don’t…

So, very cleverly, I thought, I announced to the world on FaceBook that I'd been accepted to the Humber School and would be studying under the luminescent Donna Morrissey. Clever, I thought, because of accountability. See, if everyone knows I'm writing, I'll have to bloody do it, won't I? Not so cleverly because I'd recently decided…

Helping or pushing, the fine line

Sometimes it's terrible being an ex-nurse. It's so tempting to come up with solutions for people, drawing on my tremendous reserve of advice and knowledge to make their lives so much better than they are right now. Because of course, I would know. (Note sarcastic tone). After all, no one could deny my life is…

Mining memories

Was listening to CBC this morning and there was some program on it (I forget which one) about memory, about the pathways of memory, about how if we rehash memories they create rivers in our neurons, meaning they'll be easier to recall later. So, between them, and writing exercises starting "I remember", I've been digging…

How do you know when it’s ready?

I'm delighted to report my wonderful, smart, and confident niece has written and self-published her first book and is now marketing it to bookstores in her area, as well as on Amazon. It's called "Crescent" and I'll link to it here. When I first heard about this, though, I was startled to find in my…

Overwhelmed with reading others’ writing

In Desiderata, the author tells us to avoid comparing ourselves with others as it will leave us either vain or bitter - there will always be those greater and lesser than ourselves. How right, how true. Especially when it comes to writing. Sometimes I wander through a bookstore or see what books are being launched…

Growing creatives…

Had a wonderful breakfast chat with my chum this AM - we were both talking about whether to go to school at our mutually advanced ages. I have a mad urge to go for a MFA, to get one degree that actually speaks to my creative side. It'd look odd beside the nursing and health…

Sulking towards enlightenment

It seems oddly appropriate that I am spending countless hours reading and listening to the words of old white men in the month where the Roman Catholic Church elected a new Pope. I have my doubts that enlightenment arises through the overwhelming administration of the Church, but there's always hope. And it's interesting, from a…

Non-negotiables in relationships…

It's almost the end of February, and I have to say I'm glad - I've been participating in NaBloPoMo on the theme of love and relationships and my friends, reading the posts, call me to ask if I'm okay, check in about my mood, etc. I think they think I am heartbroken - but I'm…