Category Archives: Outside the Box

History and Histamines

I’ve known many allergists in my time. The first – but by no means the strangest – kicked off each appointment by chanting a lengthy series of questions. I stared at the needlepoint representations of mushrooms on the walls of his … Continue reading

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Attention must be played

My get up and go, got up and went last month, which is part of my excuse for not completing my last blog post. I didn’t add the links until now. Part of my excuse. Really, I just felt fraught … Continue reading

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Assumptions in the Closet

I got a copy of Rona Maynard‘s book, My Mother’s Daughter the week my mother would have turned 82. A January baby, she liked – well, insisted upon – being fussed over at the very time of year when I was … Continue reading

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Bounty

I’ve been thrilled and touched to by the amount of support Outside the Box has received.  Reviews take a lot of work … and even though the book is a few months old, people keep on taking the time and … Continue reading

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Lovely write-up!

I was thrilled to read this post by Kerry Clare on Pickle Me This.

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Wandering the blogosphere

Here’s my Q and A with Bryan Ibeas of Found Press. It’s about my story, “The Last Judgment” which I’ve been honoured to see between their digital pages the past couple of months. And here’s my post on Canadian Bookshelf.  … Continue reading

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I couldn’t have liked it more …

Many thanks to all those who attended the marvelous launch party for Outside the Box at the Dora Keough last Sunday. In case you missed it: Photography by the lovely and multi-talented Patricia Meindl. Dress from The Common Sort in Leslieville. Hat … Continue reading

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Dust bunnies and Dieppe

I cleaned the house this morning. It’s stinking hot outside and the house isn’t all that dirty, but cleaning is the only antidote for the combination of melancholy and anxiety that hangs over me as I await the appearance of … Continue reading

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In which I read proofs, walk in the snow(!) and fear for my sanity

On the dining room table, downstairs … There is a pile on the left, with the proof of my book. There is a pile on the right: a print-off of my manuscript. There are the two pencils, red for my … Continue reading

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