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Alex, AKA Border Brother, came for a last-minute pop-in this weekend. A fun time was had by all. Here is Alex on the Capilano Canyon Suspension Bridge:
My twin, for all his 4x4, night-vision swashbuckling, gets a wee bit tetched when faced with heights. Note the English marms in the background doing just marvy, thank you very much. Alex is back in Arizona, camped out in the desert this week in pursuit of illegal entrants to the United States of America. He promises more job-threatening revelations, plus photos, if I'm lucky.
T.O. literary agent Denise Bukowski says it in the latest Quill & Quire. So does Michael Posner in this weekend's Globe. One more source and it's a scrap of public fact, I guess. But--ha ha!--I am totally one step ahead of this marketing trend cultural shift. I hear there's this hot new genre of non-fiction? It's called the "magic realist memoir," otherwise known as "speculative autobiography." And, you know, I can't really remember where I read that, but I am so writing one.
In honour of this passing, notice our beautiful new web poll in the sidebar! Vote as many times as you wish--we LOVE multiple submissions. (Non-authors, feel free to improvise.)
December 8, 2005
Disco to Hoover by
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December 6, 2005
Furniture rearrangement in progress
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He didn't believe the baby-dropping part
My twin, for all his 4x4, night-vision swashbuckling, gets a wee bit tetched when faced with heights. Note the English marms in the background doing just marvy, thank you very much. Alex is back in Arizona, camped out in the desert this week in pursuit of illegal entrants to the United States of America. He promises more job-threatening revelations, plus photos, if I'm lucky.
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December 4, 2005
Canadian fiction is officially dead
marketing trendcultural shift. I hear there's this hot new genre of non-fiction? It's called the "magic realist memoir," otherwise known as "speculative autobiography." And, you know, I can't really remember where I read that, but I am so writing one.In honour of this passing, notice our beautiful new web poll in the sidebar! Vote as many times as you wish--we LOVE multiple submissions. (Non-authors, feel free to improvise.)
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