For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been chipping away at “Midnight Cowboy” by James Leo Herlihy. This is the novel that the famous movie was based on, and although I cannot help but picture a young, cocky, blonde Jon Voight as Joe Buck, the Buck from the book beats the movie Joe handily – . . . → Read More: On Joe Buck, the Midnight Cowboy.
The cold morning air shocked Ernest John’s cheeks as he followed his grandfather down the five wooden steps from the back porch. The chickadees stopped arguing and scattered away, creating a rare moment with no sound at all. Ernest John was the namesake of his grandfather, Ernest Huntley Clarke, whose nickname in the family was . . . → Read More: Ernest Huntley and Ernest John
Father’s Day has come again, and I’ve been thinking of you. I have a little photo of you on my dresser, from when I was a little guy, when you were working on the Hollic’s farm that summer. I think it’s my favourite photo of you because you look suntanned and happy.
Anyway, . . . → Read More: Dear Dad
Other than the occasional blog post, I haven’t written anything of consequence, personally, in close to a year. So goes my on-again-off-again relationship with creative writing.
The stopper (or slower-downer) for me this time has been a preoccupation with money (re: earning more) and enduring a series of extensive repairs and renovations to our condo.
. . . → Read More: Getting closer to writing again…
With just a little time, there’s a chance to flex my mind… How and what will I try to say today?
Will it be words, peeping out from pigeonholes? Scraps of memories in my ear…
Will it be pencil scribbles or little points of light? In a way that you can see but not quite . . . → Read More: How and what will I try to say today?
I just had this image of my Mum and Dad, not as they were in most of my memories, but from a time years before me and my sister were born, a time when they were younger, healthier and happier – maybe a time when they were truly in sync and in love as a . . . → Read More: Sandwiches by the Lake
Earlier this week, I had an opportunity to sit down with Canadian author Jay Clarke (aka “Michael Slade”).
He’s a former lawyer and the author of over a dozen crime novels, in a genre sometimes referred to as “Mountie Noir”. (It’s a great label – almost as good, IMHO, as “Tartan Noir”, which refers to . . . → Read More: Meeting Michael Slade and talking about eBooks
I first read this piece from designer Bruce Mau about a dozen years ago. It’s still good to read these words from time to time, and take them as a personal challenge…
Incomplete Manifesto for Growth (brucemaudesign.com)
“This design manifesto was first written by Bruce Mau in 1998, articulating his beliefs, strategies, and motivations. The . . . → Read More: On Creativity: Bruce Mau’s “Incomplete Manifesto for Growth”
I’ve been revisiting and researching famous stories and hero myths, starting from the most recent, pop cultural stories and their influences, and then digging down deeper into personal territory, furrowing paths that lead me to my mother and father, and to my images and beliefs of myself.
I’m a fan of pop culture, comic books, . . . → Read More: On Research and Creativity: Archetypes and Inspiration…
In a recreation centre basement, a middle-aged man feels that old anxiety – the anxiety of having to speak in front of a group of strangers. The address he must make now is especially poignant. He clears his throat and swallows the fat dry lump that had formed there.
He pictures a room filled with . . . → Read More: On Connecting to those worlds out there…