Friday, October 31, 2008

When I was four or five, I had my first Halloween. my mother made me up as a black cat -- pink nose, drawn whiskers, and furry cat ears affixed to a headband. I wasn't really sure I wanted to go trick-or-treating; even to my kindergarten mind, it seemed too social, too aggressive, too confront . . . ()

posted at 7:27:03 am
3 commentations.

Friday, April 20, 2007

3: When I was six, my grandmother, who was visiting us, was robbed. She was not mugged, as she was not hurt or threatened with violence. She had been walking me, my neighbour, and my brother (who must have then been four at the time) home in the afternoon after school. She was a tiny . . . ()

posted at 7:25:40 pm
3 commentations.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

By the age of six, I had produced my first book. It was a purely derivative work, the novelization of a cinematic adaptation of a literary classic. An absolute tour de force, if I may so humbly say -- I acted as editor, author, illustrator, and publisher. Cover | Title Page | One | Two | Three . . . ()

posted at 2:41:26 am
3 commentations.

|


<< August 2017 >>
Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat
 01 02 03 04 05
06 07 08 09 10 11 12
13 14 15 16 17 18 19
20 21 22 23 24 25 26
27 28 29 30 31

Glo'ri'a'na, noun:
1. An alternative form of "Gloria."
2. As "Americana" defines itself as artefacts of American culture, "Gloriana" consists of the artefacts of my culture.


   



home | contact | profile

art    blogging    body    childhood    consumerism    dream    durr    family    fashion    film    history    humour    internet    language    lit    nerd    people    poetry    rant    romance    school    sex    social relations    toronto    ttc    work   

If you want to be updated on this weblog Enter your email here:


Blogdrive