Category: Story Time Tuesdays

Easily Amused

March 9, 2010

I don’t even think we had rubber boots on at the time. My ripped jeans were soaked right up passed the knees. Plaid shirts wrapped around our waists and clipped in our centre parted hair were plastic little girl barrettes. It was 1993. Sarah and I were 13 years old, jumping into puddles on a warm spring day. Hockey moms drove by and glared at us with a look that scoffed, ‘ugh, teenagers.’ But we didn’t give a flying fart what anyone thought. We were best friends (Best Friends Forever!) splashing in the last days of childhood.

Night of the Living Ovaries

March 2, 2010

It was Halloween 2006 or 2007 and I was walking around my neighborhood in the evening soaking up the spook-tacular energy that was in the air. I did this not to creep people out but because I missed the fun and excitement of Halloween as people my own age like

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Learning to Love my Nose

February 22, 2010

My nose has a bump. It’s been called beak or a Roman nose. It has a prominent bridge but it’s not stare inducing like my best friend in grade three’s triangle shaped nostrils. From straight on I like the way I look; I have large hazel eyes, full lips and

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Story Time Tuesdays #4 V-day Edition

February 9, 2010

In honour of Valentine’s day I have written six word memoirs for a few (just a few) of the relationships I’ve had in my life. He cheated; became bad poetry muse. High school. Three years. Unofficial marriage. Met at SkankFest. Should have known. School slut – couldn’t get it up.

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Story Time Tuesdays – #3

February 2, 2010

Memoir of a Painted Woman I have done a lot of brave things in my life: I’ve publicly embarrassed myself reading my bad teenage poetry to thousands of people, I’ve traveled to countries where I did not speak the language, I’ve even spun fire (aka poi) but what I did last

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Story Time Tuesdays!

January 26, 2010

The Old Man and The Play “We’re going to be neighbors,” a white haired man said to me in the balcony of the Old Vic Theatre. He took off his tweed coat and draped it on the back of his chair next to mine. I smiled politely and nodded at

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Story Time Tuesdays!

January 20, 2010

In an effort to get my writing into the public realm, I’m going to post an essay or a story every Tuesday on this site. So please subscribe, bookmark, or check back here once a week for a new story from moi. My first story is a tad lengthy for

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