Category Archives: Writing
Self-contained unit tossing
Pod: self-contained unit Cast: to throw something (so as to cause it to spread over an area) Over the past two years, I guess I’ve become a podcast junkie. Though I’m a consumer and not a producer of them, podcasts … Continue reading
Word of the day
Dysphemism – We all know euphemisms, those quaint words or expressions we use to lighten up something unpleasant or crude. “I have to go tinkle.” “I feel like I’m about to toss my cookies. Go on, then, go feed the … Continue reading
Zen Poets Society
My Montreal neighbourhood (the Plateau) will host the first ever Zen Poetry Festival, from March 16 to 18. From their site: Poets, translators, story-tellers, scholars, musicians, and Zen monks will come together to explore how Zen embraces a paradoxical relationship … Continue reading
Left field poetry
Early Morning Grey (it doesn’t) Matter by El Jardinero Zurdo, June 11, 2006 This confused morning, I eat a sad mosquito and watch a tree fluff trying to mate with one of its kind: suspect it’s life. Pathetic, funny at … Continue reading
Choosing the write politician
Something I didn’t know: Liberal party leadership hopeful Michael Ignatieff is a Booker-nominated novelist! CBC.ca Arts has an interesting article on politicians who write. But…surely there are many more than the five they mention in the article! What about the … Continue reading
What happened when Blue met Bleu (met Azul)?
The 8th “Blue Metropolis Bleu” Montréal International Literary Festival is on, from April 5 to 9. I got a bunch of tickets to various readings, lectures, panels. It’s a great (if short) festival; apparently the only multilingual literary festival in … Continue reading
____ of the day
I like the idea of those “daily creative thingy” sites, where the author/artist creates an image, comic, or something every day. (It’s the idea I like, as I said — you’re not likely to catch me doing it!) It’s quite … Continue reading
Long live absurdity!
Each week I listen to a number of podcasts (which ones?). I do my listening as I walk the mean streets of Montréal, trolling for a funky café to sit and read in, or write, or watch people, or scald … Continue reading
Constrained Fictions #3
Once again, I thought I’d constrain myself by randomly picking a noun, an adjective and a verb (I won’t tell you which ones because that would spoil the fun) and also by forcing myself to use exactly 400 words (roughly … Continue reading
Constrained Fictions #2
Once again, I thought I’d constrain myself by randomly picking a noun, an adjective and a verb (I won’t tell you which ones because that would spoil the fun) and also by forcing myself to use exactly 400 words (roughly … Continue reading