Fire Smoke
We’ve been routinely waking up to the smell of campfire, and not in a good way. Last year I had this idea of creating a video series to accompany this site, and I actually produced a couple early episodes, where I would have a sit around a campfire — maybe…
three-sixty-five.
I don’t want to say I’ve been saving up for this post, but after two years and two months of keeping a so-called “daily” blog, this — what you’re reading right now — is post three-sixty-five. One post per day for one full year. This should have been the post…
$3 Book Club: Old Books, Old Ideas
I’m on my second novel of the project and so far I’m two for two on some very misogynistic protagonist characters and a solid one hundred percent for some cringe-worthy bits of colonial-bent racism. Advice?
Foggy Downtown Breakdown
I drove to work this morning and where usually the sparkling towers of #yeg downtown greet me from across the valley, glass and concrete pillars of light twinkling through the morning twilight, today it was just ghostly silhouettes and hints of light pushing through the #fog and frozen moisture in the air.