When you don’t know where you’re going, any road will take you there.
Get lost? Gladly.
Once upon a time, I had my life all planned out. I knew exactly what I was doing, where I was going and how I was going to get there. What I hadn’t planned on was that the direction I chose was that of quiet desperation.
[[Insert major life changes]]
Now I’m a writer.
I haven’t quite figured out what this blog is going to be yet. I rather like the freedom to let this evolve. But I start this blog by calling myself as “Writer” and I will not use this space to question myself endlessly on this point. As a writer, particularly a Canadian writer, it’s very easy to fall into the dry, self-deprecating humour trap. Enough.
Expect this blog to be updated randomly and capriciously.
