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hiding from Hallowe’en

Hallowe’en means two things in Cabbagetown: one, a massive flood of kids. Unbelievable as it seems, each house gets 800 or 900 trick or treaters. Once the rush begins, after 5.45, it doesn’t abate until

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Ira Glass on storytelling

A student, after hearing me go on about Ira Glass, sent me a link to a series of four interviews with him, some years ago, about storytelling. He’s speaking about broadcasting and radio, but almost

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Hurricane Sandy

It’s apocalyptic out there – lashing winds, torrential rain in the darkness. Friends have emailed that their fireplaces are stoked and sleeping bags piled in front, they’ve filled buckets with water, have their flashlights and

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The Ira Glass menagerie

Pardon the pun. Yesterday night, as I headed out the door to walk in the rain to Massey Hall, I wondered if the hall would be nearly empty. Who, I asked myself, besides a few

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Nighisti Semret

Dark and very, very wet. I gather some sort of storm is about to explode over the East Coast, which worries me. It’s like the Jewish joke, how every bit of news gets the response,

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cashmere, coffee and anxiety

A savvy, wealthy, conservative friend of mine told me yesterday that  Romney is going to win. He’s glad, because his partner is Syrian, and “Obama won’t arm the rebels but Romney will.” That was enough

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let’s get this election over with!

The third campaign debate over, thank the lord. This time I watched it on CNN with the squiggly lines – incomprehensible. Are they attached to the voters’ foreheads, is that how they work? Anyway, I

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Thanksgiving

 Five months and 89. Eli gnaws on Great-grandma’s knuckle Extraordinary beauty  First encounter with beets The boyz and Great-grandma.

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We are family, thanks

Overload, almost – a weekend in Ottawa with my entire close family. The Toronto contingent drove up in a small rental car on Friday morning, a glorious drive with fall colours exploding along the highway, forests

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God, Man and Devil, and Damien Hirst

One of my great-grandfather’s plays is opening tonight in New York. Well, in Brooklyn, which is where he lived, though in his time, his plays were all performed first on the Lower East Side, before

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About Beth

I began keeping a journal at the age of nine. Nearly fifty years later, I started this online journal, sharing reflections, reviews, updates, and the occasional secret.

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Chris Walks
This blog evolves. It once was about travels. Now it’s a reason to be at the keyboard that I value.

Theresa Kishkan
Theresa Kishkan is a writer living on the Sechelt Peninsula on the west coast of Canada.

I walk on. With my feet, and in my mind as well.

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Wherever you’ve come from, wherever you’re going, consider this space a place for reflection and pause.

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