So I work with a Grade 9 student as a mentor. Once a week we get together to go over her poetry and short stories, and to do writing exercises, as well as discuss what's going on her life and other matters various.

Yesterday we did a tag-team writing exercise, and this is the poem we came up with (still in its raw and relatively unedited version):

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So I'm finally posting something to this bloody thing after all this time. Don't get used to it. I'll probably just forget about it all over again. I'm super stoked about the festival that I just returned from -- the 2006 Canadian Festival of Spoken Word. Got my creative juices flowing. I had a wicked time with the other members of the Ottawa Team ( Read more... )

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Today is not a good day so far. It's rainy outside and I really dislike cold rain. I had a distressing phone conversation with a dear friend last night that left me feeling disconcerted. A collision in the Ottawa poetry world has left me feeling conflicted about what to do in response. I can't write because I'm too emotionally tangled. My New Year' ( Read more... )

This is for all the Ottawa kids ... I really like this one. I think I'll put it in the chapbook I'm hoping to pull together when I get back to CapCity. Comments welcome and appreciated ( Read more... )

The post-Christmas period is upon us. Thank God. No longer will I have to endure the endless chirping of happy bell-heavy music, the interminable specials about Santa Claus invading a television near you, the crass commercialism that causes me to dread this time of year, and the radical overeating that adds countless pounds to my quickly-becoming- ( Read more... )

So I have the distinct pleasure of letting the world know that I love people. And I have my eyes on certain people in particular. Hopefully something will come of it but my heart is in a very good place right now. I'm hopeful that my good fortune will continue. I'm shivering with possibility. We'll see how it pans out.

Now my friends have no choice but to conclude that I'm cool as hell. Here is my LJ, and now there are no excuses. I am free ( Read more... )