There’s something deeply unnerving about staring at an empty Word document. Something off-putting about watching the cursor blink impatiently against the white, empty screen. The blink of the cursor is like my waiting mother’s irritated toe-tap. The toe-tap that let…
On Perfectionism, Writer’s Block, and Overcoming Both
Hands down, my least favourite question during a job interview is being asked the quintessential “What is your biggest weakness?” question. Firstly, where do I even begin?! Secondly, how do I trick my potential bosses into thinking any flaw of…
How the snow thawed my brain…
I have a whole lot of stuff due this week and it’s just the tip of the iceberg. Speaking of icebergs… This weekend I had a ridiculous amount of work due, but I still managed to find time to for…
Post-Modern Procrastination 1: Thgin Eht Evivrus I Lliw
(It looks funnier without the question mark.) It’s 7:48pm, my bowels are acting up, I have not had the urge to crochet since finishing my very bright hat, annnndddd… … It’s 7:55pm. My bowels have been dealt with, my throat…