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CANADA’S ALBATROSS

Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The worst nightmare of the Ancient Mariner is being replicated in Canada. I want to understand why. You know the whine of the Ancient Mariner1 – that he must relive the … Continue reading

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UNDER ARREST

Advertising may be described as the science of arresting the human intelligence long enough to get money from it. In this matter, Stephen Leacock misspoke, for advertising is not a science, it is an art, and art requires imagination. It … Continue reading

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POACHERS, WELCOME TO PARADISE!

Trust, but verify. I love this maxim. People love the truth, love telling the truth, love hearing the truth. And as often as not, people will fudge the truth. People are funny that way. Tigers aren’t laughing. Tigers are dying … Continue reading

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GIANTS OF OLD

Surely we ought to be giants, living in such a country as this. The playwright, Anton Chekhov, was remarking on his own country. He prefaced the remark with The Lord God has given us vast forests, immense fields, wide horizons … Continue reading

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IN SYNC WITH SELWYN – Chapter 1

[I published this and the two following posts on my new Facebook Author Page recently. However, in creating that page, I made at least three mistakes. First, I created another page by mistake, which I call my “dummy” page — … Continue reading

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HOW THE SMIRK STOLE CHRISTMAS (Conclusion)

3 – Sing-a-Ling As the Smirk raced for his ranch, it came upon a midnight clear, and he could hear a noise, a sort of nice noise, a reverential noise, like angels singing, touching their harps of gold which, it seems, … Continue reading

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HOW THE SMIRK STOLE CHRISTMAS (Chapter 2 of 3)

2- Ring-a-Ding So Santa Prez hopped into his armoured Humvee and was away like a flash!  He whipped up the horses and he spun the wheels in a whirly way and the wind whistled through the longhorns strapped on the … Continue reading

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HOW THE SMIRK STOLE CHRISTMAS (Chapter 1 of 3)

1 – Ka-Ching-a-Ching anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so many floating bells down)1 And how the Smirk hated Anyone, and how he hated pretty How Town!  And there were how so many How Towns in Dis-United … Continue reading

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GROANING WITH PLEASURE

I have a cardinal rule. I write what I enjoy reading.  I have definite tastes in fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.  So, if I write a novel or an article, it is a story or an essay that, if I had … Continue reading

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SQUATCHBERRIES, WRITERS, AND A TRUNCATED BEAR (Conclusion)

THE ELUCIDATION I am a writer. Okay.  Correction. I used to be a writer.  But several community projects, not the least of which is Squatchberry Literary Festival, have pre-empted my time. I have several manuscripts in my queue to be … Continue reading

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