the writer is (kind of) present

Hi all, sorry for my absence as of late–I’ve just been really, really fucking busy. Who knew that grad school would be so intense? I mean, I didn’t think it would be a walk in the park by any means… But I never would’ve guessed that three courses would take over my schedule this way. … Continue reading the writer is (kind of) present

reasons I’m scared to move: chapter 1

I have terrible social skills. I always have. I don’t know why–both my brothers are well-adjusted, sociable, likeable people, so it can’t be an environmental thing. I’m backwards, though. Shy. Weird. It made things difficult when I was younger. I remember I hated going to church because church meant Sunday School and Sunday School meant … Continue reading reasons I’m scared to move: chapter 1

And it all came crashing down.

My computer crashed. Moments before submitting what would’ve been the last essay of my undergraduate degree, my poor old MacBook Pro crapped out on me. I was putting page numbers on (which I am never doing again, just an FYI) and she just quit. She stopped working. Caput. So, I did what anybody who has absolutely no … Continue reading And it all came crashing down.

Look Ma, I’m a real writer! 

A few months ago I landed my first official freelance gig: churning out service articles for everybody’s favourite phonebook. And it has been awesome. I feel fortunate to work with a great editor, who loves me (and by me, I mean, my words because we haven’t had the chance to meet in person–yet) and it’s been cool to see the … Continue reading Look Ma, I’m a real writer!