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In Chicoutimi (Catchup blog 4 of 4)

A few weeks ago, I was in Saguenay working on a couple of stories. Sitting in the ruins of the old Pulperie on a sunny day, I wrote this little reflection on my upcoming immigration limbo:   In Chicoutimi on … Continue reading

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When the letters stopped (catchup blog 2 of 4)

Despite all of the blood, sweat and tears in Winnipeg, I did meet some people who I liked and respected deeply. One person in particular, who I knew from work (I’ll call him Bruno) left an impression on me. We … Continue reading

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Loss, Part 2 of 3

2003: I find my mom’s favourite station on her car radio and hear a strange voice, almost a spoken-word voice, singing a poem in a minor key: “Suzanne takes you down to a place near the river, You can hear the … Continue reading

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The joys of being a minnow

For the longest time, I haven’t written in this space. First because I didn’t want to write over Belinda’s obituary, then because I wasn’t sure how to handle writing about my departure from Winnipeg. I avoided writing about Winnipeg at … Continue reading

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Chère Québec… c’est pas pareil!

Originally posted on Massé:
Chère Québec, Ça fait déjà officiellement un mois passé que je suis parti. J’en ai rencontré une nouvelle… déjà tu diras, mais un mois ça peut paraître long. Tu vas prendre un coup de vieux en…

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Between “Je me souviens” & “Friendly Manitoba”

I’m in Quebec City late on a Sunday morning, having a latté at one of my old haunts, listening to Brassens and getting some work done. Why? Because last night, on the same wind that blew my plane into town, … Continue reading

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Lecture du jour/Productivité

Je me suis levée ce matin avec l’intention de travailler sur quelques articles pour lesquelles j’avais fait les entrevues quand j’étais toujours à Québec. Il en reste 5 1/2– j’étais trop occupée au journal, ou trop fatiguée, ou l’inspiration ou … Continue reading

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