Category Archives: ~Other

Surfacing

It’s almost November, so I am going to re-challenge everyone I know to go out of their way do a good deed for someone every day for the entire month. To read a description of my challenge from last year, click here! It turns out I’m not the only one trying to turn others into do-gooders. I’ve recently returned to Vancouver and am thrilled to see an advertising campaign on bus stop shelters for peopleforgood.ca. Their goal:

“to make the world a better place, one good deed at a time. It may sound ambitious but it’s easier than you’d think. In fact, you could help make the world a better place right now. Just by doing something nice for someone. Rest assured, we’re not asking for money, we just want you to donate a little generosity.”

Sounds good, eh?

In other news, I met an incredibly talented group of writers at the Carnegie Centre in the Downtown Eastside. The Fire-Writers gather together to write short prose or poetry pieces based on a spontaneously concocted prompt. I had the pleasure of joining them for one session and hope to be with them for more! They recently made a chapbook—that you’ll have a difficult time getting your hands on if you don’t live in Vancouver! But fret not—they post some of their work on their blog.

I’ll be updating again soon to talk about a comic—that I wrote and that Kelly Lynch illustrated—that will be appearing in a collection for the charity Free the Children!


A Short Adventure in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, in which James is a Good Friend

In Newcastle for a LitPop conference about which I will say little for reasons of intellectual copyright, except to say that I had a great time. Everyone was friendly and used words like “whilst.” One of the highlights was Dr. Sheila Whiteley talking about Morrissey. “Here. Something pretty for you to look at while I talk”: Continue reading


Nay, an this be hell, I’ll willingly be damn’d here: Doctor Faustus at The Globe Theatre

Now that I’ve been there, I realise it would be a waste to visit London without seeing a play performed at the Globe. Even on a backpacker’s budget I’m sure one can afford 5 pounds to stand with the rabble surrounding the stage instead of paying up to 37.50 for the seats with the least obstructed views. I had one of perhaps the absolute best seats in the house purely by chance Continue reading


I Will Fly to Thee: The Keats Museum

I’ve seen his apartment in Rome. I’ve seen his grave there too. And now I’ve seen where my sweet John Keats lived with his friend Charles Brown in Hampstead Heath. I love making these poetic pilgrimages to the places that represent the lives (and deaths) of my favourite wordsmiths. This trip was happier than the one in Rome. This is where Keats lived with his best friend and where he met Fanny Brawne. His life had little happiness, but hopefully Hampstead Heath provided some for him. Continue reading


Stonehenge

Dear Halifax, I have gone away for a spell. As much as I have been starting to like you, I needed to travel again. I can never sit still for long.

I had intended to jump on a train to Wales as soon as I arrived at London’s Gatwick airport at 4 a.m. so that I could wander around “a few miles above Tintern Abbey” and be back in London to fall asleep for a good many hours. Online, I had seen fares that seemed reasonable for such a hefty excursion, but in person they wanted 100.50 quid!! One way! I thanked them kindly and then took the train into London to leave my bag at my hostel and hopefully find my way to Stonehenge instead. Continue reading