The Sounds of Silence

Regarding the UBC problem that is said to be Steven Galloway (but seems to be much more than that):

The facts:

  1. November 18, 2015, UBC removed Steven Galloway from his position. The police had been involved in whatever caused this.
  2. June 22, 2016, UBC announced that Steven Galloway would not be returning to his position.

Those are the facts–all of them. Everything else involves hearsay, guessing and pseudonyms.

The problem, as I see it from my reclusive bubble, has nothing to do with Steven Galloway or the victims: the problem is the silence.

UBC is saying nothing.

Steven Galloway is not allowed to say anything.

The people Steven Galloway appears to have hurt in one way or another are not allowed to say anything.

(Joseph Boyden was dismissed from briarpatch Magazine for speaking: they think he should be silent, too.)

Apparently, this silence is to aid in an investigation. I don’t see it: how can a proper investigation be held if no one is allowed to say anything? How will any investigation be worthwhile if the whole of Canada is left to make an uninformed decision and choose a side? (Yes, people will choose sides: that’s part of being human. Much as we would like to think everyone will just wait on the wooden bench while The Big People do their work, it just doesn’t work like that.) Why does everyone have to be quiet? Will the investigation fail if it receives new information in the midst of it?

I am reminded of being a child, having adults (particularly men–no, not my father) tell me that it was not my turn to speak and they would tell me when it was my turn.

The enforced silence has nothing to do with any writers’ abilities or crimes committed against victims. It’s a power trip; it’s an attempt to save face, to keep the most people on the right team.




I’m on Twitter. It seems awfully sociable there…

“To Be Human Again” at Glad Day

There are now (print) copies of To Be Human Again available at Glad Day Bookshop.

Go shopping there. It’s in the new place, 499 Church Street, now. You can also drink tea while you shop–or something with more fortitude, if you go in the evening. What better plans could you possibly have?

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Activity Being Avoided: …I forget
Music In My Head: Polyhymnia – Keaton Henson
Tea Being Drunk: still wired on Barry’s from this morning
Book Being Read: Diamond Grill — Fred Wah

I have a lot of dietary restrictions and food allergies; add that to the choice to be vegetarian, and it can make it difficult to eat, especially in restaurants. People often narrow their eyes and phrase it thusly: “What do you eat?” Recently one person (the bouncy, happy sort) bleated, “You must have lots of great recipes!”


The person then inquired, “What’s your favourite recipe?”

Here you go:


• cornflakes (1 cup, they say, is a serving size; I was going to say this sounds a little skimpy, but it turns out that’s approximately what I put in The Bowl.)
• brown sugar (white sugar is plebeian and has no grit)
• lactose-free milk (skim or 1% on a regular day; full-fat with a dash of lactose-free cream on a truly sucky day)

Possible Additions:
• sliced banana
• a few large strawberries, sliced—if it’s a day when strawberries can be handled

• Replace the cornflakes with 1 cup of cooked oatmeal. Feel good about cholesterol and embrace one’s Scottish heritage—or sing Corries’ songs between bites.
• Replace the cornflakes with puffed rice. Ignore all comments about the diet of maggots.

Goes Well With:
• whining: There’s nothing to eat…
• attitude: You can’t make me cook, damn it.
• general self-pity: No body loves me and it’s unethical to eat worms.
• tepid lactose-free cocoa


Naked Heart: Sneak Peek

NAKED HEART is back!

This year, I’ll be reading at Sneak Peek: Published Authors Share What They Are Working on Now (Saturday, November 12, 2016, 2:00-3:15 p.m. at the new Glad Day Book Shop at 499 Church Street, Toronto). I’ll be sharing the stage with Christopher DiRaddo, Jessica L. Webb and Liz Bugg.

I know what I’ll be reading from–it’s Greek mythology–but I have no idea as to which section I’ll be reading. You’ll have to attend the event to find out.

The selection of Naked Heart authors is nicely varied; as well as listening to me, attend some of the other readings, workshops and panels held Friday, Saturday and Sunday.


You’ve Brought It on Yourselves

Activity Being Avoided: nothing, really: I’m just waiting for Windows to update on my other computer.
Music In My Head: Tin Man – The Avett Brothers (Hey, at least it’s a different song.)
Tea Being Drunk: none. I’m trying to not float away.
Book Being Read: A Man for All Seasons – Robert Bolt

In an effort to avoid branding, I decided (upon finishing Homology and then again upon finishing To Be Human Again) that I would write about something other than sex. It’s an awesome topic–and I use the adjective literally, not colloquially–but fitting into a box just isn’t my thing.

You monsters, though, you just won’t let it alone. Every time someone proposes an excellent idea, some eejit takes everything back a couple of light-years. For chrissake, I just finished a book for you monsters, demonstrating that there’s reason for everything deemed “deviant”, and you ignore me.

Well. That means I just have to write more.

A recent issue of The Walrus had an article that is good, in that it offers reason and a possible solution to a problem that has not been solved in the history of humankind. It’s aptly entitled Why Would Someone Choose to Be a Monster? Indeed. No one chooses such a life–and no one is asking that pedophiles be allowed to go on their merry way; the point is that we come to understand their perspective so that we can find a way to accommodate their needs without people getting hurt.

And then CBC–written and edited by people who, by virtue of residency and calling, are obliged to be unswerving readers of The Walrussensationalises the idiocy of our justice system with the ever-so-useful term “dangerous offender” in the headline.

Mr. Lund, the “dangerous offender”, has been sentenced to indefinite incarceration; the article notes that he spent more than half his pre-trial incarceration in segregation.

This is a human being. What makes his life any less-important than the lives of the people he’s hurt?

Currently, I’m working on a nice, often-pleasant love story. You monsters, however, have left me in a position where the books beside my bed are starting to display a disturbing tone (again) and the characters are starting to find a place in my head. You monsters have boxed me in, so I’ll have to find a way to use it to an advantage–anyone’s advantage.

I leave you with a video that is a socially-acceptable step in the right direction. Apply it to sexual mental illness. Don’t take us backwards, please.


Kobo in U.K. and U.S.

Broadened horizons…

British and American readers can now purchase my e-books from Kobo–and (they say) pay in your own currency.

If you want a print copy, you still have to go through me, but I’m working on that.

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