Category Archives: Mr. Monk

I Really Don’t Know Clouds – At All

On Tuesday afternoon, as I made my way south on Bay Street, I crossed paths with a toddler. His mom - I'm guessing she was his mom - was just about two metres away. It seemed as though he had been preoccupied with gazing at his reflection in Scotiabank's window. Tourists. When I came upon…
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In Mr. Monk's Favorite Show, there's this scene: Natalie: Don't be mad. I know how you hate surprises. So I'm just going to warn you, I'm going to be surprising you. Monk: Wait, when? Natalie: In about 10 seconds. This is sort of a heads up, a sort of alert. Monk: Wait! You can't just…
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“Write hard and clear about what hurts.”

"Write hard and clear about what hurts." - Ernest Hemingway Love that quote. I came across it on Twitter the other day. It was timely, too, given that Fourteen to Fortyish is almost out. The guy (out_ofthe_fog) who shared the poster, added in his tweet, "Crucify it to the page in all of its broken…
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Turning Point

A couple of years ago, Dove came out with an ad to encourage women and girls to accept themselves as beautiful.  The ad, dubbed Camera Shy, made me smile. It also made me think. Good on Dove, for I imagine that that's part of what they were after. It becomes rather revealing when we stop…
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