I’ve borrowed the title of Sarah Polley’s book for this post. I just finished reading it and give it five stars. It’s not a memoir, exactly. It’s a collection of essays about pivotal times in her life. (It was published last year, before she won the Oscar for Women Talking.)
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It’s been more than a year since I lost a tooth. It was always a troublesome one. When it needed a small filling, it turned grey. So I got a veneer on it, which lasted several years until I swallowed it while eating a caramel apple at the Western Fair. Then one day while driving home from work, it just made a break for it. I called the gap it left behind, my hillbilly tooth. …
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I meant to take of photo of Alain’s car, stuffed full with my drums, cymbals and assorted stands, but I forgot. It’s just as well. I probably shouldn’t look back. …
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I don’t like to whine. I enjoy it, but I don’t like to do it. Â …
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I have only one vice left.  I’m an ex-smoker and ex-drinker but I’ve still got my coffee.  And unless I start growing deadly tumours that have actual coffee inside them, I’m not giving it up. …
My Addiction is Good for Me Read More »