Writing Update
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In the heavy heat of summer 2025, reflections on past fires remind us of ongoing struggles against a toxic environment and colonial legacies. The beauty of summer juxtaposes the weight of history and shared trauma. Yet, amidst the smoke and loss, there remains resilience and hope for future creations and connections.
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These stories are often more reflective of our actual experiences than any other season. There is truth to be found in stories told in the cold dark of the winter season.
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This weekend marks the end of the first leg of my touring for the newest collection, North of Middle Island, and I am left with some important thoughts about Indigenous lit and culture moving forward. Thoughts that have arisen from the most recent high profile pretendian revelation as well as the path of Canadian literature
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And make no mistake that the medicine that the Purdy’s found at that lake was no doubt strong. But the A-Frame that they built on that lake in the middle of Loyalist country became an receiver of that medicine, funneled towards its positive nature.
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For those that follow me on social media, you realize that I’ve been a poet on the go the last few months. I am one of those blessed writers that gets to travel for their work and as such I’ve gotten an excellent opportunity to meet writers in communities from Chicago to Pelee Island to
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Time to reach out from the wintry basement perch of this writer. We’ve all cleared out from 2017 and all of creation around here feels cleansed from the meteor a few weeks back. Nothing like a giant rock blowing up above you to clear out the bad funk left from a year a lot of
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So today it is. This is official release date for my second poetry collection, This City at the Crossroads. This is that moment where the writer rejoices, embraces the idea that their work has been brought forth to the world, and all the toil behind it is officially brought from the private shadow into the
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One of the best things with having completed a MFA is that you generally exit the program with more work than you would ever have thought likely to use. Truthfully, much of it can be left behind. But there are other bits, the stuff that marked a turn perhaps in the everyday often written under
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I’ve been thinking and working a great deal in the realm of Indiana, getting lost in the Hoosier Heartland if you will. Perhaps it came from the great darkness that seemed to have gripped onto the river narrows since the start of the year. That darkness brought on the need to day dream about warm,
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One novel, one poetry collection, and grant writing. In the midst of a heavy writing season here at the old homestead, (albeit a very urban homestead, but I generally like the idea of a homestead, so let’s call it a homestead) and I’ve doing some interesting mental gymnastics here. Maybe not gymnastics, but more a
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