I have a secret. An embarrassing statement. An addiction. Please don’t judge me. Let me explain.
At the beginning of the year, I put on a show called Better Than Grisham. There was storytelling by me, comedy by Monica Hamburg and music by Arlene Paculan. We performed at The Belltower Cafe, which is literally in a Lutheran Church. Like, our stage was the pulpit.
Read MoreA couple of weeks ago on a Saturday night, the last performer finished their story and the host of the show wrapped things up. Thus ended the latest season of the Stories We Don’t Tell. Almost every month since September 2017, Stefan Hostetter and I have organized the event bringing together amazing storytellers and incredible audiences in different apartments and houses across the city.
Stories We Don’t Tell specializes in deeply personal stories that are sometimes funny and sometimes sad, but always compelling. One of our goals is to connect the performer and the audience in an intimate way, creating an unforgettable experience for everyone in the space.
Read MoreI love it when a plan comes together. It’s all about timing.
Ever since I released my first novel, I’ve wanted to participate in the Jane’s Walk Festival and lead my very own walk. After all, my book is called The Walking Man. When the incredible Erin Kang started working for the organization as the Toronto Festival Coordinator this year, she got in touch. Our conversation went something like this (I am paraphrasing).
Read MoreYeah, yeah, yeah, if someone talks about the weather, means they have nothing interesting to say. They are boring. I know. Call me boring. What a shitshow it was here in Toronto this past weekend.
My girlfriend and I were supposed to drive to Ottawa last Saturday night. You know what started happening on Saturday night? Ice pellets, freezing rain, crazy wind. I read that there were over 500 collisions on Highway 401. I did not want to be collision #501.
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