Toronto SFF Panel and Boochani Interview

Check out two cool but very different events coming in the next few weeks!

Summer 2019 – a retrospective

I’ve been thinking about time travel a lot lately. Not really because there’s any point I’d like to go back or forwards too especially. Recently I experienced jet lag from travel and came to the conclusion that the fourth dimension must have a sense of humour. Time plays tricks on us. We play tricks onContinue reading “Summer 2019 – a retrospective”

Blurb from Andrew Wilmot

So What We See in the Smoke is being officially released this week! You can now a copy of the book from Crowsnest Books, Amazon, and Chapters Indigo! You can also go to your local store and ask them to order you a copy. However you get your copy is awesome! I’ll also be at the 2019 Academic Conference on Canadian ScienceContinue reading “Blurb from Andrew Wilmot”

Rockets inbound for June!

My publisher has released the first graphic for What We See in the Smoke! Here is a first glimpse of the incredible cover illustrated by Toronto artist Raz Latif  Creating this novel has been a fantastic journey for me, and I’m excited to have more news to announce very soon! Though it will be available online earlier, I couldn’t be happierContinue reading “Rockets inbound for June!”

A Writer’s Q&A

Given to me by my publisher Crowsnest Books, this post is a sort of interview, to help me begin to actually talk about this new book of mine. What We See in the Smoke is coming May 2019! Q. Have you always wanted to be a writer? A: Actually, yes. My earliest attempts at writing predate my literacy – dictating myContinue reading “A Writer’s Q&A”

Blue-Stained Skies

We beat back the long grey clouds stretching out coating the tops of our skyscraper world and put down hard blankets of the deep chill reaching through the flat-light afternoons to earth. * Long hours long nights long roads long horizons November-February skies mix together into mate tombstone paintings until time strips away mistakes inContinue reading “Blue-Stained Skies”

Prose Poem: The endless sentence challenge

Bullseye I spill ink and watch it fill in the cracks inside me looping around and around in my mind and watch as the lines carve themselves into circles within circles that fill themselves with all the insane useless information that takes up so much space within my brain because my life is a seriesContinue reading “Prose Poem: The endless sentence challenge”

Remembering Mirvish

Crackle lights, cried cheap, cried plenty, cried out our history, A world free flowing – breast beer tap on full. Three stories high here Starry night through broken windows, that was Eddie’s old town. But Ed gone and closed shop and culture ain’t in style no more.   Once, Jewish woman sells underwear there, andContinue reading “Remembering Mirvish”