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Tag Archives: books
oh my heart it breaks every step that i take
I got a letter in the mail. It said I “meet the program’s definition of disability,” and “We have not scheduled another review of your disability at this time.” No apologies, no thank you for your time, no sorry if … Continue reading
Dear Borderlines: Love Letters & Mad Dreams
content notes: brief mentions of self-harm, alcoholism, death May is Borderline Personality Disorder Awareness Month. I am generally both wary and weary of any and all awareness campaigns, particularly those centering on mental health and illness, as well as disability, … Continue reading
Disrupting Recovery as a Linear Path of Progress
As a traumatized person, I don’t believe exclusively in clock-time, nor do I believe in static, unchanging memories or a linear path to recovery; my memories and my stories change all the time, my perspective changes all the time, and … Continue reading
BookCampTO: Part Two: Criticism Can Be Responsive, Creative, & Encouraging
Part One: I Was Gonna Write About Writing But Instead I Wrote About Privilege. The Critical Culture workshop appeared in my life just when I needed it. When I write (and when I write about writing), I’m not sure which … Continue reading
BookCampTO: Part One: I Was Gonna Write About Writing But Instead I Wrote About Privilege
Around the end of August, I went to BookCampTO, my first time at the annual unconference. They were celebrating their 5th year with a theme of “Alive! Surviving & Thriving.” I was nervous about attending: Am I a real writer … Continue reading
The Tale of the Stolen Backpack
I’ve been spending my time between Seattle & Tacoma for the last month, and I’m flying home at the end of the weekend. A midnight flight – I’m unsure if I should sleep on the flight(s) & chug free coffee, … Continue reading
My novel, chain bookstores, technology, class, etc.
So, when I first started to hear about eBooks, I didn’t really understand what they were or how they worked, and I’m still pretty foggy on the details; I don’t know the difference between a Kobo, a Kindle, a Tablet, … Continue reading
L.A. & all her crazy charms.
When I left for tour, the most precious item I brought with me was a blank journal. I filled these pages with stories, notes, details, plans, ideas; I glued in fliers, receipts, stickers, business cards, lists; and I pressed between … Continue reading
A queer, self-conscious performance.
I’m recovering from (and feeling inspired by!) my favourite trip to Montréal thus far. I spent four or five days hanging out at the Tulip Farm, having good conversations with friends, and eating cheap/free food. It was like a long, … Continue reading
Smash the silence with the brick of self-control.
This is my third year participating The ArtClash! Collective’s Annual Fun-A-Day Project. Everyday in January, I’ll be reading a zine (of course), and writing about them in a weekly blog entry. I’m not usually very good at daily projects & … Continue reading
Maranda Elizabeth 