As I’ve mentioned in earlier posts, I have been going through a pretty severe bout of depression lately. I had left a job that was financially stable but emotionally draining, and I had no real plan other than to try and write through it. This was obviously a terrible plan, and so when it inevitably … Continue reading Depression, Disconnect and Rediscovery
I didn’t intend on writing a review for World War Z when I started reading it. In fact, I didn’t intend on taking the book very seriously at all. World War Z was actually just an impulse purchase I had made months ago because it was in the dollar bins outside BMV. I only picked … Continue reading Review: World War Z by Max Brooks
I used to fantasize of the glamorous writing life: working from home, eyeballs deep in books and notes, odd hours and a steady stream of whiskey and coffee. And it’s not too far off from what I’m currently living. Except, instead of writing I just keep wavering.
That’s the only way I can describe it. Like describing the way my fingers hover over my keyboard before I slam my laptop closed.
When I used to write, it used to be for myself. It used to pour out of me, like I had a tap into some kind of story well. It was every fear, every wish, every guilty pleasure. Every story was me. It wasn’t a job or a chore. It used to be a way to make sense of my own head; it was a way to live all the lives I wanted to live.
Now when I go to write all that I can do is stare at a blank page. Continue reading “The “Adulting” Project: Navigating Between the Personal and the Professional”
I live in Toronto. Toronto has a bustling and queer community. Toronto is multi-cultural. I live in a bubble. Last night I went to sleep thinking about how I wish I went out to more queer events, that I was more a part of the community. Last night I wished I could just be gay … Continue reading Staring Outside the Bubble: Reflections on the Orlando Shooting
On Wednesday night, I had the fortune of joining a friend to see The Body Politic, a brand new play, written by Nick Green and directed by Alisa Palmer, developed in-house at Buddies in Bad Times Theatre. Going into the play, I knew very little about what it would be about. I knew it had … Continue reading Experiencing “The Body Politic”
I haven’t really addressed the identity of my website and the origins of the name. There isn’t a very elaborate story to explain the name, but the concept of the company has been stewing in my brain for years. The Intent When I was very young I knew I was going to have something to … Continue reading What’s So Indivisible?: Identity, Community and Content Creation
There is a lot of tension between some activist groups because they don’t believe that they are working together, but against each other’s goals. It’s like it’s some kind of game where each person they convert can only have one strong cause and they’re trying to take over the whole board. What they don’t realize … Continue reading Intro to Intersectionality
