So, I’ll hop along the blog
hop long after I’ve been
tagged by Kathleen Wall!
My post may not be
long, but it will not stop
hopping along the blog.
And to tag two more
would be Ariel Gordon
at the Jane Day Reader
and Pam Bustin. Hop
on the blog hop and tag twice!


What am I working on?

Everything and nothing. I’m working on doing a few readings from my recent book (this week I’m Alberta Bound), writing for my day job (advertising, workshop blurbs) and the occasional poem. Mostly I’m editing a manuscript that incorporates powerful women and ekphrastic poetry. And hair and art. It’s a mixed metaphor of where I’ve been, what I’ve done, combined with where I’m going and how to get there. I’m attracted to what haunts me and I write about it to make sense of why.

How does my work differ from others of its genre?

It doesn’t.

And it does.

I’m me and write like me, and not like anyone else (I believe that our personalities shine through in all our creative endeavours). My imagination sometimes gets carried away with metaphor and simile. I sometimes make incomprehensible leaps that cause the people who read these leaps to look at me strangely. I like to play with language, and with themes of things that obsess me. I never want to write the same poem twice. I want each poem to stand alone, and I want each book to be different. My work comes as much from who I am, as from all those around me.

Why do I write what I do?

Well. Good question. I always wanted to be a great novelist. I wrote nothing but fiction and short stories when I was a teenager, often incorporating classmates into my stories, but somewhere in that time frame I also wrote some really abstract (yet interesting to me) poems that managed to wind up on the Youth page of the Western Producer under the pen name of The Mad Dr. B.

Mad indeed.

And almost a decade later, I took a class by Dave Margoshes at the U of R extension alongside Bernadette Wagner and June Mitchell, and somehow I still didn’t want to write poetry. Then a few years later, I decided to finish a degree it seemed I never started, working my way through school, and kids, and housework, and all the rest of the details.

And somehow in all that work, I began writing poetry. First came small poems, with short lines, then I worked my way to longer poems. The poems moved out of my head and onto the page with ease, often building within me while I was working, or trying to sleep. I finished writing one book only to start another, and then another. Right now I have two manuscripts on the go, and I’ve still not written my great novel.

What’s my creative process?

I don’t believe I really have one, but maybe not having one is like having one.

I think a lot, not always well, and not always in the direction I should be thinking. I read a lot. I write down what/how others write/say that I like and play with it. I take it apart and I put it together.

I’m drawn to brightly coloured objects and things that shine.

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.”

I’m attracted
to words and puzzles

cracking the alphabet up
and putting it

back together
again and again.



Thistledown Press is publishing my third book of poetry. Here’s the details about my Regina launch (SLATE Gallery is located 2048 Halifax St.). See you there!                                   RedCurls-posters




Is nearing its publication completion and with that delightful process comes the always adventurous journey of choosing a great cover image. My publisher Thistledown Press didn’t disappoint me when it came to picking the cover image and I was fortunate to have a hand in gathering various images provided by Brazilian artist Virgilio Neto. As Red Curls is musing about the lives, loves and art of Egon Schiele and his mistress Valerie Neuzil, it was important to me to have a cover image that reflected art about art, a musing of muses. Neto’s work, I believe, encapsulates the desire behind creating art in a way that is reminiscent of Schiele’s work.

And: The poems, well, they’re messy and wet–they watch the audience watch them with I’s all their own.

And: Set your calendars for the Regina launch on October 8, and stay tuned for more details. As the tour builds I’ll post the dates and cities along the right.

Fueling March On

Winter fuel. That’s what I call the few extra pounds I’ve put on this long winter. Not that this winter is any longer than any others–where I live it seems it’s winter three quarters of the time, with a bit of heat thrown in to relieve the monotony. Fuel could be food for the mind, but this winter’s been a dry cold, with not much writing and not much desire to write much of anything.

This year, like any cold-bound place, the ice will break, the dam will be free and the world will spin me around on an axis that I have no control over. What that means is that I will have a new book of poetry out this fall from Thistledown Press. I have laboured over edits with the help of Jeanette Lynes, an editor with a keen eye. The manuscript awaits the next phase of production, this process of writing for more than five years nearly over, this winter chinook blowing out the season, the work waiting like a youth for spring, that will arrive on the tails of the fuel that feeds us all. Words have a way of growing. 


I feel like I should be a radio announcer: We interrupt our regular scheduled programming to bring you this latest groundbreaking news.

Only I’m interrupting about nine months of no writing on the blog.

And for my news. Something new and old–an interview with me has been posted online. I’m looking forward to next year’s launching, reading, and general conversations about this book. 


And now back to our regular scheduled programming.


2013-01-24 16.46.05…on the heels of yesterday’s reposting of my last post about retreating in the wilds of Banff (this is a picture of Kim Williams, the photographer that took my picture for the Banff Centre Blog), I thought maybe I should give everyone a bit of an update. Yes, I’m still sitting in the bowels of the ship as I write this, two more days, then back in the little red car (which I might add is pretty darned dirty after highway driving through storms and snow to get here, and quite frankly who wants to stop working to drive your car to a car wash), though with a Chinook coming through I may have the sun roof open, and some new tunes blaring on the stereo. One cd I’ll be playing is from Jenny Eriksson called The Marais Project.

Some of the new music groups to check out: one is the Thin Edge New Music Collective. Cheryl Duvall, Ilana Waniuk (both based in Toronto), German accordianist Olivia Steimel and Montreal flautist/composer Solomiya Moroz are leaving Banff today and heading west to tour Vancouver and Victoria so if you live out west, check out one of their concerts.  If you’re in Toronto, check out the hot new jazz band Allison Au Quartet. And there was the exciting Steinberg Duo that has been recording and premiering Philip Sawyers Violin Sonato No. 1.

Some of the other musicians I’ve met are  Matty Poon from Victoria and his project Musetta Stone, Pierre Dercyz of Los Angeles, Christina Katsimbardis from Australia, andAlaistair Putt of London. Of course, I’ve met many more–and probably will continue to meet even more in the next few days.

All this music needs some words–on that note, time to write another poem.