I hope that the holidays have treated you well. As for me, I spent much of the week in bed, subject to the delirious effects of fever. Here is a photo of a puppy.
The New Quarterly is now a registered charity! The Canada Revenue agency has recognized the impact that we have in our literary communities, both locally and across Canada. The really exciting thing is that our charitable status extends retroactively to when we submitted our application, so if you’ve made a donation since August of this year, […]
If you’re anything like me, you have far more books than can reasonably fit on the shelves. I have books stacked in corners, and even inside a bread box. But I don’t have a book tree. My partner would be certain it would turn into a scene from Fahrenheight 451.
The new issue has finally arrived. The nice man from St. Jacob’s Printery popped in with about a dozen boxes of the latest issue. I immediately got up to help him. One, because my Mama taught me always to help others, and two, because I was eager to rip open the boxes so I could […]
The council of Conception Bay, Newfoundland’s largest city, decided last week that a public library was an unnecessary expenditure. Or it didn’t (and it was all a big misunderstanding), depending on who you talk to. Plans for the city’s new town hall building originally included space for a new library, since council had been promising to replace the […]
A week has passed since we heard the news about Jack Layton, and I still tear up when I hear people talking about it. It’s strange. It’s easy to dismiss, as some have, our country’s conspicuous outpouring of grief as mere celebrity worship. I’ve never met the man whose death has effected me so deeply. […]
Before she was born, I often daydreamed about afternoons spent cuddling with my daughter on the couch and reading her stories. Thus far, this is one of many (oh, so many) such dreams that reality has not borne out. In the daytime, unless she’s super tired or under the weather, Chelsea is way too busy […]
I made extensive preparations for this day. I set aside repetitive work that could be interrupted without penalty. Made sure I had some good snacks. Then I settled to my task and waited for the show to begin. The Edna Staebler Personal Essay Contest judges were meeting to choose the winner. I had taken to […]
As a co-op student, I’m required to fill out and submit a wealth of paper work that would drive even the most staunch office worker to new depths of sadness. Nobody likes paper work. Especially when the paper work is worth marks. This week, I was required to answer a selection of questions pertaining to […]
If there’s one thing that the world has taught me, it’s that poets are dangerous people who need to be locked up for the safety of others. At least that’s how they feel in Bahrain, where a 20-year old student was arrested and repeatedly beaten about the head with a baton. Her crime: reciting poetry […]