Composer Steven Lauddem is creatively blocked and unable to finish the score for his big comeback opera. At the behest of his wife, Patricia, formerly his therapist, he sets out in search of inspiration and finds much more than he bargained for.
What Moves the Dead, by T. Kingfisher (Ursula Vernon), is a retelling of Edgar Allan Poe’s classic horror, The Fall of the House of Usher. There’s an added character or two, an explanation for Roderick and Madeline’s demise, and a few genuinely creepy scenes involving hares and mushrooms.
Nettle & Bone was a delightful read. Though the material and themes are darkish to dark it has an underlying humour and optimism that I found greatly satisfying. If I tried to describe the … Read the rest “Nettle & Bone”
This February I took the plunge and bought an electric assist bicycle. It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a few years, but wasn’t motivated enough to actually do.
Thanks to the coaching, cheerleading, and persuasion of two friends I finally did it. I made the purchase!
The Skin We’re In by Desmond Cole is a year-in-the-life memoir documenting “a year of black resistance and power”. Which is to say, a year of bad to tragic things happening to people who deserve better, have tremendous resilience, and are working to make things better.
Vancouver’s Wall Street parallels a portion of Burrard Inlet’s industrial waterfront and has a series of parks — well, parklets really — giving a view of the working port and North Shore. Nothing like the Wall Street of New York Financial district fame. At around two kilometers long, one end starts around New Brighton Park and the other at Dundas and Powell Streets.
One of the parklets near me is at the foot of Trinity street. The maps refer to it as the Park Site at Trinity Street. I prefer to call it the Trinity Street Parklet. While it doesn’t have a destination view, it’s a nice to place to walk to, hang out for a bit, and watch the world go by.
And here’s the Trinity Street Parklet in the real world. I haven’t seen much use of the swing set but the benches can be well used on a nice day. And well, yours truly and a friend may have played on the swings waiting for a bench to clear.
Last year I was evicted and my building demolished. As much as I hated demoviction, I was already considering a move. This felt like the universe kicking me in the ass to get on with it.