Book Review: Chew it Over

An ounce of prevention is worth a pound—or, in some cases, several hundred—of cure. This age-old-adage is the cornerstone of Alex Nedvetsky’s self-help health book...

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Dreamers Magazine Issue 2

I'm pleased to announce the release of Issue 2 of the Dreamers Magazine. In this issue you’ll find an exclusive interview with Steven Heighton...

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Dreamers Year 1 Anthology

I'm pleased to announce the launch of the first ever Dreamers anthology. The Dreamers anthology contains all 119 poems, stories and essays...

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Sponsored Article: Writing to Deal with Grief

I'm a boy. I take tentative, soundless steps across the oak floor towards him. My muscles feel limp. y gaze finds everything - the blue armchair he's seated in...

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The Burning Times

Adele had known the man whose body was found nestled among the bags of expired bread behind the 7-11. His name had been...

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Idea of the North in Adagio for the Horizon

The Idea of North came to mind when I began reading Laurelyn Whitt’s poems in Adagio for the Horizon. The videos about the North...

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Pieces of You

“I am so broken,” you say. Raising my head, I am struck by this new look in your eyes. Mesmerized, I don’t even wonder as...

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Writing is Dangerous

Writing is dangerous. It’s a broken bone mended wrong. A healing scab you pick until it bleeds. It opens wounds and forgets how to close them. Instead, leaves it gaping.

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This Is What Death Does

That time you are eight, and you trip crossing the road, and almost get hit by the oncoming traffic. Your mother yells at you, and you hear the animal in her voice...

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“Early Blossoms” and “Ontario Thaw”

Alone on a mesa, a pink crabapple tree embraces the wind, its branches reaching up and out like a menorah, its petite blossoms a pointillist image...

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Vertical Girl

My outdoorsy boyfriend lived for the feeling of shoving his feet into one-size- too-small rock climber shoes and dangling off the sides of cliffs.

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Finally, the Right Size

Already 5’9” at twelve years old, I never knew where my hands were until I bumped into a doorway or where my feet were until I tripped over...

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Day of the Frying Pan

Whenever my siblings mention the frying pan incident, I laugh along with them, even though I find it tragic and and far from funny.

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The Spider and the Bookcase

A Spiny Orb Weaver spider has taken up residence in the potted plants next to my back door. It is an odd looking creature...

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Stilettos by a Gravestone

“Aargh, these weeds. And I was just here,” Shifrah Fogel Bernstein thought, as she got to her knees to yank out the invaders, the botanical equivalents...

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38 Canadian Writing Conferences in 2019

Check out these 34 Canadian writing conferences and literary festivals happening across Canada in 2018. It's time to find your tribe!

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Remember that time?

I remember. Finding you, there seeing you lay so still The air itself dared not to disturb. your frail body, So still..."

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Fight in the Goodwill

The window display in the Goodwill relied on an imaginative employee. Sometimes washed, occasionally smokey, and...

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