Go Squeeze Words

pencils rich in wordsDo you read what artists in other disciplines are writing about?

I am always surprised by how helpful blogs and books about photography or visual arts or theater (or any art form) can be for my own writing or movement creativity.

“Think like a painter. Think like a musician. Think like a surgeon. Don’t think, just write.”  Lisa Moore (Prism International, 2009)

I’ve been receiving ideas, advice, inspiration and encouragement from artist Robert Genn’s always entertaining twice-weekly newsletters for years. His recent passing will be a great loss to those who enjoyed his writings, paintings and teaching.

His daughter Sara, also a visual artist, is picking up the torch and continuing her father’s newsletter tradition. In last week’s newsletter she celebrated her father with a moving and inspiring tribute.

Robert Genn was a master of pithy quotations. One in particular that Sara shared, snagged my attention: Continue reading

“Montreal – In Passing” in StepAway Magazine

StepAway Magazine, issue 13I’m so delighted to have my flâneur poem “Montreal – In Passing” included in the new issue of StepAway Magazine.

My first published poem! I wrote the first draft in 2008 when I was doing my MFA in Creative Writing. My instructor, poet Jonathan Weinert, suggested I read Frank O’Hara’s “A Step Away From Them” and then “take a walk in your neighbourhood and write down whatever you notice”.

I have been going over Jonathan’s feedback and editing it ever since!

Let’s hope the next one doesn’t take as long.

Homage to Mavis Gallant

Crescent Street, Montreal (quotation from "The Fenton Child" by Mavis GallantThis year the Blue Metropolis Festival, Montreal’s annual literary festival, dedicated the opening event to Mavis Gallant who passed away earlier this year. Afterwards, Linda Leith, founder of Blue Metropolis and friend of Mavis Gallant, gathered writers, friends and fans together to pay tribute to her.

The stories painted a colorful picture of an entertaining conversationalist, an acute observer, a reluctant interviewee, a quick, incisive wit, an independent woman, a determined hard-working writer (over a period of ten years, she wrote 1,000 pages of a never-finished non-fiction book on the Dreyfus affair), a person who took great pleasure in her daily routine of ordering the plat du jour at her favorite bistro after her morning’s writing.

As a very young child, excited at meeting the Mother Superior, she Continue reading

Corn Flakes, Cats, Dogs: Preparing For An Author’s Photo

I’ve been meaning to get a professional ‘author photo’ for a while now. I don’t know about you, but while I love taking photos (of water, landscapes, public art, flowers, snow), I hate being on the other side of the lens, especially if it’s to be a formal photo.

My research tells me it’s important that the photo ‘brand’ me (like a box of Corn Flakes?), and make me look like someone the reader would like to spend time with.

neighbor's handsome grey cat“Have it taken with a cat,” advises a friend. “Everyone likes spending time with a person who has a cat.”

I don’t have a cat.

“Dogs are good too,” she says. I check. It’s true – Edith Wharton, Dorothy Parker and Virginia Woolf all have dogs.

I used to have a dog. Continue reading

Five Ways To Lift Yourself Out Of A February Writing Slump

Le Malheureux Magnifique, Pierre Yves Angers

Winter is the traditional time for storytelling but by February many of us story tellers and writers in colder climes are feeling the effects of battling the freezing winds and icy sidewalks of a long, cold winter: hunched, tense shoulders, neck ache, cabin fever.

Here are five suggestions to help you rise out of the slump and re-energize. Continue reading

Eating To Write: 6 Reasons Why Writers Should Go Paleo!

We are what we eat, so it’s said. Doesn’t it stand to reason then, that we write what we eat?

If this is so, then I’m going paleo.

Paleo Treats© postcard ad

Judging by this postcard ad for Paleo Treats©, my writing would have: Continue reading

A Dark And Desolate Night: Braving The Elements To Write

street lamp on dark icy nightIt is a dark and desolate night. The wind howls. The streets gleam, sheet ice. Not a soul in sight.

Not a night to venture forth.

Go back, my brain urges my legs, go back into the cozy warmth. I’ve forgotten to put on woolen leggings under the two pairs of sweatpants.

But my legs stalk on, two icy ski poles. Beneath my tractor-tread boots, sharp crampon spikes Continue reading

In The Ice Storm: Listening To Trees Talk

ice storm Quebec 2013It takes a pick-axe to break up the 18 inch sheet of ice over the path and the steps (thank you, thank you, dear neighbors!) but the electricity is on again after five days. Even though we’ve no water because a pipe burst the night the temperature went down to -30, we can now supplement the wood stove with the electrical heaters – and I can use my laptop. Time to write.ice storm, Eastern Townships QC, 2013

But I’m outside. I try not to stand under the trees in case any branches fall. That’s hard – we’re in the woods. Continue reading

When Someone Reads What You’ve Written

well salted Montreal street outside Montreal General HospitalYou’d think that celebrated award-winning children’s author David Elliott couldn’t possibly complain of a shortage of readers. But in a recent post on his website he shares his disappointment with a particular publishing experience.

I was impressed that an author with such a large following would be so honest about a less than stellar publication experience, and was as happy as if I’d written the book myself when I learned that all was not lost… that David had received Continue reading

Six Weeks: Slicing Time To Finish A Creative Project

coltsfoot seedsI have so many stories waiting to be finished. Every time one pops into my mind, I drop the story I’m working on and veer off and go search among my folders, then find yet another one that I’d forgotten about but which really should be completed. It’s so easy to be distracted.

I was about to meet with my planning buddy to set out a work plan for next year when I broke my wrist.

Rather than design a work plan for the whole of next year prioritizing Continue reading