Tag Archives: know hope

Hello, Toronto!

I moved to Toronto last week, and the city has been treating me well. With lilacs, apple blossoms, columbines, and roses in bloom, and everybody riding their bikes, it seems like the perfect season to start over. I’ve never been … Continue reading

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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

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Writing for Friendship

When I talk about why I write, the words that come up the most are “survival” and “revenge” (I wrote all about it in my book); the third reason I write is just finally dawning on me: Friendship. At each … Continue reading

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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

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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

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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

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Thoughts after my Toronto book launch.

I’ve learned two things recently: The first is that publishing a book is not a cure for depression, but it’s a pretty magical treatment nonetheless; the second is that I have a family who is supportive and proud of the … Continue reading

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If This Makes You Feel Awkward, I Don’t Care

♥ PART ONE: Sometimes I Don’t Like Guelph ♥ I write about the search for community a lot, and think about it much more than that, but the truth is, I think I am choosing to give up that search … Continue reading

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How to Be A Good Friend to Crazyfolk

I’m crazy. And I’m okay with that. I’m learning how to live as a crazy person, how to take care of myself, and I’m learning what I want and need in various friendships and relationships. There are so many aspects … Continue reading

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On Being an Introvert (Part Two)

Read Part One here! Now I am thinking about what it means to be an introvert in the communities I am involved in. Within punk and radical circles, I feel there is a huge emphasis on working in groups, organizing … Continue reading

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