When you start to blog, they tell you the only way it will succeed is if you make it about one single thing. If you’re a writer who begins to design umbrellas, you have to make a separate blog for that. Which means your life is diced up into little compartments like those plastic serial [...]

This is a picture of my house and the architectural excrescance behind it that has a crack in the foundation and I am hoping when it falls, will not crumble in my direction. I am inside, writing this. When something awful happens to you online, the great thing is it has happened to many others [...]

Yesterday I went to an Arts & Crafts store called Michaels. Wanted everything in the place. Spools of ribbon shelved according to colour, lots of it patterned, a bin of discards, lace, silk flowers, a whole BRIDES section with glowering young women stomping about comparing miniscule scraps of things in their hands – made me [...]

At 7:30 in the Battersea United Church Basement, I’ve been asked to tell twenty minutes of stories (as though you could measure them out and cut them off after so many inches). There’s a great poster which I’d like to post here but I’m not technically able though maybe someone will help. Anyone? Anyway I’m [...]

Facebook is just words on a screen. If you hit the right button, it will go black. But your life will remain full of colour, sound, scent, sight in many dimensions. Many of the people on Facebook don’t even exist, though they say they do. Words on a screen cannot meet your need for friendship, [...]

‘Dress like an explosion.” My own precept that I often think of in the morning. The body as canvas for the day’s art. An explosion of colour, texture, print. Clothing that reminds you, echoes something. My son wears outfits as disguise and a goodly number of folks wear whatever was on the floor and smelled [...]

I’m still not used to the idea that when I post a picture, it goes to the pages of all my 2220 some ‘friends.’ It seems very odd. But then, when I went to bed last night, I had 2292 friends. “Ah,” I thought, “tomorrow I’ll be up to 2300. This morning I had 2226 [...]

Started adding neighbours today after one of them friended me. Without asking, it is hard to know who might be on Facebook. Except for the writers and artists, who have work, books and readings to promote, most individuals have around 10 to 50 friends, nearly all relatives or someone they knew in highschool. Went to [...]

When I woke up this morning about 4:30, I was repeating a dream I’d just had. I went ahead and polished up what it was I was working on, repeating it to whoever I swam with down at the pool. This piece is the result: ——————————————————————————————-   (Unless you want to end up with a [...]

     Dick was reading Scott Symons obituary to me this morning while my hands were plunged deep into peanut butter cookie dough. I had just finished resupplying the misplaced lyrics to a granny song online, to which new lyrics had been written, trying to smooth over the old & the new, both coming from vigorous [...]