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Mrs. Journalist here

My first “Mrs.” In my copy, I mean. I have never been nor shall I ever be a Mrs., but the Globe and Mail deigned to snap that honorific to the woman I profiled in today’s paper. It is hard, … Continue reading

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The saga of intellectual revolutionaries

(NOTE: TROUBLE WITH FORMATTING THIS POST. SORRY.) Many recent mornings my name has jolted me awake, stamped there on top of an obituary in the Globe & Mail. Coffee, first, but always on the way back from the kitchen I … Continue reading

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Writing about housewives

How do I write about housewives? It has been my consistent belief that there is a story, nay, many stories, in every individual life. It’s just a matter of finding them. Sometimes it means sitting someone down, making this person … Continue reading

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Differences in labour and the need for choice

Sometimes I sleep among the dead. Anxiety stirs me in the night, often after I file an obituary with the Globe & Mail. I can be lost to all worldly cares, softly purring, tucked away all feline-like in bed when … Continue reading

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Vera Barker and President Kennedy

“It’s my Grandma’s birthday! I pledge to drink wine in her honour too.”  That’s an email sent to me by Vera Barker’s granddaughter, Heather Anne, earlier today. “It’s also the day they shot Kennedy but we don’t talk about that … Continue reading

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Voices of the “untongued dead”

I recently came across an essay by Matthew Skelton, a teacher of book history in Mainz, Germany. He describes sorting through a collection of old books and papers left by an obscure librarian named Elma Mitchell after her death in … Continue reading

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Listen!

This bit for a Friday… How they talk We like it, they say with our husbands away women come, women go stroller wheels kick dirt toddlers tangle with mothers’ breath all this sparkling boredom I have cancer, she says so … Continue reading

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