Writing Prompt Weekend #1

I remember when we were locked down in Kerr Hall East on the Ryerson University campus during the Yonge Street riot. I wasn't even a full-time student then. I was working and going to night school to pick up the required economics courses I still needed in order to apply for graduation. I knew there...

Words, Captured & Kept

Months ago my niece was here excitedly looking through some of my old totes filled with books, movies, souvenirs, photo albums, cards, letters and other mementos that I have never organised into a proper home. We spent a whole afternoon reading letters to each other. Most of them were from my early years in Toronto...

Positive Manifestation

Last night I dreamed I was attending a business lunch with my old work family. It was more of a boozy lunch at one of the pubs. Nearly three hours of food, drinks, and bouncing ideas off one another. I miss those kinds of lunches sometimes. Just last week I was praising my old boss,...

Three Men

Nearly two decades ago, a psychic told me that I would have three more serious relationships in my life. He gave me some physical attributes, three zodiac signs, different information. It took forever for any of it to start coming true because I was really hurt and swore off relationships and men for a long...

The Natural World

I grew up in the woods. There's really no other way to say it. Growing up I couldn't see any neighbours houses, just trees. As a little girl my days were spent outside in the trees playing house. I pretended the stand of trees between my house and the lower driveway, which went out to...

Prompt: Mirror, Mirror

“When I look in the mirror, I . . .” . . . can't believe the woman I've become. Where have the years gone? When did those little crow's feet form in the corners of my eyes? When did I become so shapeless? Who am I now? When you're young older people tell you to...