Barbarians at the Gates

Image by Simon Steinberger from Pixabay Once upon a time, a benevolent prime minister looked upon the land and decreed that we would no longer be diminished by books written in the UK and America only, that Canadian writers would stand tall and be recognized for their...

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

I review books, and have a few hundred posted in the public domain. Of late, I have resorted to writing reviews only of the books I like and politely turn away many that I don’t, author notwithstanding. Why? Because reviews sell books, I’m told. But what I have...

Releasing a Book During a Pandemic

Photo by Jair Lazaro from Unsplash “So, if you quit writing fiction, why are you releasing another novel?” my rational self asks me. “For God’s Sake, man!” this know-it-all-self erupts in more self-righteousness, “the world is in lockdown, people have no money for...

Why I Stopped Writing Fiction

I dug up my collection of writing since the end of February 2020. It amounts to one short story, a few blog articles like this one, and half a dozen book reviews. Pathetic. Was I stuck in the dreaded “writer’s block,” or had the tank finally run dry after 20 years of...

Something is wrong in the state of…

From my cozy writing perch at the cottage window overlooking the deck, I look out upon the gently rolling waters of the lake, protected by its robust treeline comprised of maples, birch, pine, cedar, hemlock and spruce , and I wonder, “Wasn’t this the same as when I...

A Day in Our Pandemic Life

How does a typical day in Covidius Times flow by? Let’s see, I wake up late, around 7.30 a.m., and play with Facebook. Amuse myself with jokes and insults, while inhaling voluminous doses of cyber gloom. Finally, I rise around 9.00 a.m. when my body is stiffening from...