So here’s the thing. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, as long as you can find it for a while, use it, and make it to where you’re going. Tonight was necessary. Very Necessary, to use the title to a Salt-N-Pepa album that has absolutely nothing to do with this post. I’m not going [...]
I don’t remember the first time I met him, but it would have been during a Salzburg orientation meeting. He was one of the people I’d be spending a year abroad with, and we all had to go through them, so I assume he was in them. The thing is, moments in your life pass [...]
Driving through Vegas at night I love looking at the lights. Not the green glow of the MGM Grand, or the over-compensating shaft that shoots out the top of the Luxor, but the scattered lights that shine from people’s hotel rooms. Each one has the promise of a story. It might be something boring. It [...]
Writing is a lot like sex. Sometimes it’s easy, and enjoyable, and better than therapy. Everything flows, and you don’t want to stop, can keep going for hours, and it makes you feel good about yourself. Sometimes it’s a struggle, and you’re not in the mood, and every little bit of progress is a huge [...]
So. I don’t understand how a country that sells itself as the ‘best country in the universe!’ can almost shut down three times in a year. This isn’t a judgement, or anything like that. I’m just trying to wrap my head around it. in my mind, a country that is a contender for ‘best country [...]
When Stephen asked me about six months ago to be his best man, he told me he didn’t want a speech, and I thought great, I don’t have anything to prepare. So when I got into town a couple of days ago and he said ‘yeah, sure, you can give a speech’ I thought ‘great, [...]
It’s invigorating walking around Montreal. Apart from the fact I love to travel to new places, and people watch, it’s been four years since I was in a country doesn’t just speak English. My brain is more engaged as I walk down the street, eavesdropping on the conversations, and trying to translate them as I [...]
you know what growing up is? It’s the ability to reevaluate who you are, and what you think and believe and know, and question it. When you grow up, you believe certain things. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings and classmates and children’s teevee presenters, all of them tell you about the way the world [...]
When you own a house (read: when the bank has had your balls in a sling), you get used to certain things. There’s the pleasure of coming back to the same place, decorated how you want it (to the best of your budget’s abilities). You get used to the creaky stair at the top but [...]
Everyone says that when you are writing, there’s nothing so daunting as a blank screen. I don’t agree. A blank screen is full of potential and promise. It’s when I’m into a project that writing becomes daunting. All of a sudden I have characters who are waiting to find out what they’re going to do [...]
