On Writing and Friendships
I’ve never been comfortable sharing my work. Writing has always been a release for me, a place where I dig deep inside my mind...
I’ve never been comfortable sharing my work. Writing has always been a release for me, a place where I dig deep inside my mind...
It started with a tweet, “I don’t know you, @joshkozelj27 but I love you for writing this. I see you and I am so...
Over 21,300km of travel, 10 flights and two ferry trips, plus countless numbers of Cliff Bars consumed (the majority consisting of Oatmeal Raisin, with...
With the late-summer sunshine seeping through a group of towering Pacific willow trees around Elk/Beaver Lake regional park, as I stood beside a group...
“Only seven more days until I’m gone!” I would proclaim to my parents in the final moments before I left home for UVic, “seven...
I have been purposely delaying this piece. Why? Honestly, I’m not even so sure myself. Maybe it was because I didn’t want to look...
On the day we left for Winnipeg, Mother Nature seemingly foreshadowed our trip by dumping (a slightly terrifying) five centimetres of snow to the...
In the moments before it happened I remember sitting on a charter bus ride, staring at the rolling hills of the Cascade mountain range. Then, in...
Staring across the muddy plains, where hundreds of Canada’s best cross country runners chewed up the prairie grass in the hours previous, the sun...
It must be the tingling sensation. That feeling in your gut that you get, the butterflies flying up your digestive tract, and the way...
My mother, God bless her heart, always had the best intentions for me. But as a child, at times I wished she could have...
I couldn’t control my leg. Up, down, up, down, up. It jittered away as my mother and I waited in the call room. A...