On New Year’s Eve, I posted on Facebook that I didn’t really consider 2013 a “bad” year, because the phrase implied a certain passiveness. No, 2013 wasn’t bad; it was actively hostile.
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Hey, remember when I used to have a website?
Wherein I have entered some kind of a writing fugue state and therefore have not left my house barely at all in a solid week. Send assistance.
Holy hell, a week went by and I posted nothing. I’ve been keeping my head down and writing my ass off and being generally overwhelmed, which means I’m putting up a hell of a lot of links here in one fell swoop.
Not for a single moment of it’s 1:38 runtime does Metalhead do what you think it will.
The Husband, the latest film directed by Bruce McDonald is billed as a mix of comedy and horror, and while it possesses aspects of both, it only fits this definition by the broadest definitions.
Wherein it has come to my attention that promoters dislike it when you mention their events were poorly run and badly organized, and venues dislike it when you point out that their toilets were overflowing with poop.
On Saturday, August 24th, I joyously participated in the BookCamp TO Unconference, a fantastic annual event that has a tendency to start wonderful and important conversations in the Canadian publishing industry. I sat on three of the sessions: the Diversity in Publishing panel with Leonicka Valcius, an AMA session with Emily Keeler, and a discussion on… Read more »
My partner has a long and storied relationship with professional wrestling; I have a long and storied relationship with finding professional wrestling stupid. It’s been a long time since he watched it religiously (he used to write about it fairly frequently too), but he drifted away once MMA cast the spell of being an actual… Read more »
So last night, my boyfriend affectionately referred to me as a “fireplug.” Another term for fire hydrant, it’s used to refer to a particular athletic body often found in wrestlers: short, stocky, stubby-limbed, but strong as hell and with a wicked low centre of gravity. I’m rather fond of the term.