Guess who’s back?

Hello, Nova Scotia. Open ragged landscape, thick seafood chowder, long warm vowels in every accent. My friend Teddy wrote a song a long time ago that included the lines: it's summer, finally--still only ten degrees! and he's right. Last night it was a nippy 13ºC. With being home comes friends and family--I finally met my…

Liberté Égalité Fraternité

The last little while has been rough. I don't just mean the last few days; I rang in 2018 while under involuntary lockdown in the local behaviour health hospital. Today in particular was challenging. But I'm still here. So. I'm compiling a couple of different reading challenges for the upcoming months and whole year. My…

A Report From the Inside of Schrödinger’s Box of Self-Doubt

Alternatively Titled: A Graduate Student's Gusty Confession About Why Stuff is Hard I'm still on the Hunt for #ReadOctober. This week it's American poet David Wojahn's WORLD TREE, recommended by my thesis chair, and Canadian science journalist Alanna Mitchell's THE SPINNING MAGNET, which came to me via interlibrary loan as recommended by McLean Magazine's "Nonfiction…

I'm sharing this post as a point of interest. Kevin is a prof at my undergrad school who was hugely encouraging and kind and a hundred other things that really made my time at Acadia U so worthwhile. This is an interview he gave a few years ago---I was looking for his presence online because…

This is Not Your Mother’s Bookshelf

If your childhood was anything like mine, you were probably a dirty little thief---by which I mean: if you spotted an unsupervised book, well, who's to say it wasn't your book in the first place? My parents used to read to me, but largely not from children's material. They read to me whatever they were reading, with…