It’s been a good long time since I’ve posted an update here. The majority of this year, since June anyway, has been taken up by a big move from Montreal to Ottawa. I hesitate to call myself an Ottawan; although they are supposedly “the happiest people in Canada,” they are also — according to one…

I’m basking in the afterglow of a weekend among Franco-American artists and scholars at the University of Maine in Orono. Susan Pinette, Director of the Franco-American Studies program there, organized a deeply inspiring conference, exploring the history and future of the Franco-American community. It was a great time, and the perfect place to perform my…

Jan Jorgensen, curator of The Lawn Chair Soiree, has planned an evening of eye-popping literary delights for you to cap off her season of events. I’ll have the honour of serving as MC for the evening, and a whole crowd of excellent Montreal writers will share their work. Come lend them your ears! the lawn…

I tend to get words and phrases stuck in my head the way a little bit of music would probably get caught in the mind of a musician. For the last couple of weeks, I’ve had a phrase from the Christmas carol “O Holy Night” echoing around in my head: the thrill of hope. May…