Another article

Eventually this will no longer be news and everyone will want me to stop mentioning it every time...until then, here is my latest article.

Another lit contest

It is the 6th annual Geist Literal Literary Postcard Contest! The nice thing about postcards is the same thing that is nice about haikus-they are short. This means it is a medium well suited to short attention spans, in readers and writers. This limited length is also what makes it challenging. How do you say all you wish to convey economically? Maximum length, 500 words. Give it a shot.
The deadline is January 15th, 2010

"A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day."

On October 5th, I performed T-Paul Ste Marie's signature poem, live at a Slam event in Montreal, to commemorate his birthday. He would have been 44 years old.
Here is the clip.
If you want to hear/see T-Paul himself do it much, much better than I, check that out here.

The quote in the title is by Emily Dickinson

A Precious Quiet Morning

Monkey and I woke up slowly today. There was no rushing off to the daycare, no insistence on going up to watch cartoons, nothing but lazing gently in bed, telling stories about the dreams of the night before and playing hide and seek in the blankets. She brushed my hair and asked me the names of things in French.
"Mommy? What is tickle in French?"
"Chatouiller." (pronounced sha-too-ee)
"Mommy? What is mouse in French?"
"Souris." (soo-ree)
I snuggled her as she pretended to be a baby, all curled up and squishy-smile-faced. I woke up slowly and she let me. It was just like in those short-lived old days before school and daycare and this busy, busy life ran the show.
Of course, we were still up by 8:30 but these days that's a luxury.

Another Me-me

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Slamming

I intend to write something here soon. No, really. Perhaps it will even be something thought provoking/funny/interesting etc. Who knows, there may even be pictures.