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Tag Archives: accessibility
This is why I no longer participate in local zine communities.
All right, this is for my zine friends who ask me, “What’s the zine community like in Guelph?” and for those of you who wonder why I hardly ever table at zinefests in Canada anymore, but instead scrounge up the … Continue reading
I Was the Violent Kid Nobody Knew How to Deal With
I wish I could have a conversation with my childhood self, my teenage self. Although I have mostly accepted that the past cannot be changed, and some of the bad things I lived through are what led me to being … Continue reading
To be true to my own weirdnesses.
450 days sober. Celebrating by buying books on borderline personality disorder, and having a brief freak-out in a public place that resulted in me destroying private property. Anxiety & insanity are keeping me away from my friends right now and … Continue reading
Broken Pencil and Canzine: We need to talk about this. (Part Two)
This is a follow up to Part One. Strangely enough, this past Sunday was probably my best experience of Canzine yet. I had a good day, I did not freak out, I talked to all sorts of wonderful folks, and … Continue reading
Broken Pencil and Canzine: We need to talk about this. (Part One)
[I wrote this on October 20th, 2011, and chose not to publish it until after attending Canzine and having some time to think about this year’s experience of the event.] I am writing this a few days before attending Canzine, … Continue reading
Alcohol, I don’t want to drink you anymore.
Alcohol! I feel like so many of my friends are currently struggling with cutting down their consumption of alcohol, either by drinking less, or by drinking none at all. This is something I’ve struggled with for years, and I want … Continue reading
The most popular adjective in the world.
“Woah, that was crazy!” Except it wasn’t. It was weird, wonderful, loud, amazing, ridiculous, awful, strange, marvelous, difficult, silly, tedious, impressive, absurd, etc… It was a million different things, and crazy probably wasn’t one of them. And even if it … Continue reading
Maranda Elizabeth 