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Just returned from out of town this afternoon - yesterday was my cousin's wedding, so I trucked up to the Toronto area yesterday and spent the day hanging out with family members, eating good food, and taking advantage of the open bar (less so than last year however - at a different cousin's wedding last year, I not only took advantage of the open bar, I made it my bitch). One thing I might not have mentioned here is that, especially amongst my family members, I have a reputation for being a crazily fun dancer. So, imagine everyone's disappointment when I only got up and danced for one song. I blame it on them, though, because no one wanted to come up with me. And dancing alone is just making too much of a public spectacle of myself. Anyhow, the biggest culprit here was the DJ. I have a song that'll make me dance, regardless of mood, setting, or blood-alcohol level ("Gimme Some Lovin" by The Spencer Davis Group in case you were wondering...don't ask me to explain it). So, after the DJ encouraged us to request songs, I made my way up there and put in my request. He told me he'd be sure to play and I noticed that I was request #3 on his list. Fast forward to midnight. The dancing has been going on a couple hours, and still no love from the DJ. I could understand if he was playing good stuff and the crowd was really into it, but not so much. As a wedding DJ, isn't it your job to please the crowd? I mean, really. Dancing disappointments aside, a good time was had by all. Glad to be back home, though. When I go away for a while, even if only for a day or two, I realize just how attached I've become to Ottawa. Sad, really. I'm a writer, I shouldn't be allowed to be happy unless I'm living in New York.
Cavan blogged at 3:29 PM |
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Another worthy read to mention today. It only took me the day to read this book of short stories (it clocks in at 147 pages), but you wouldn't exactly want to call David Bezmozgis's Natasha slight. The stories all revolve around a common character who, like the author, emigrated to Toronto from Latvia as a child in 1980. The stories, obviously, look at the life of Canadian Jewish immigrants - some of them hopeful, some uncomfortable, some longing for the past while others long for the future. Overall, the strongest stories here are the title story, "Natasha", which revolves around the now sixteen year old main character and his experiences with the daughter of his uncle's new wife, and "An Animal to the Memory", a story about schoolyard insults and Jewish heritage.This one was recommended to me by my Canadian Lit professor last year (not surprisingly, one of the courses I took with him was a seminar in Canadian Jewish literature), and it definitely measures up to the glowing terms in which he spoke of it.
Cavan blogged at 8:51 PM |
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A couple of books to remark on today - and those of you who are irritated by the Pottermania going around will be glad to know that one of them's not a Potter book and that my remark on the last chapter in that saga is going to be kept pretty brief. So, my impressions on Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: A worthy end to the series. Book number five remains my favourite, but I really enjoyed this one. See? Brief. For those of you looking for a good non-Potter book, I'd like to recommend Jane Urquhart's The Stone Carvers. The story revolves around a spinster named Klara, living in a remote Ontario town in the 1930's. However, the narrative also spends time in the 1860's with Father Gstir, the German priest who helped to found the town, and with Tilman, Klara's brother, who has left his family to become a drifter, thanks to an overwhelming wanderlust. The whole thing centers around the erection of the Vimy Ridge monument (if you're not Canadian, you might not have heard of the battle - but it's part of the Canadian identity, supposedly the battle where Canada stopped being a former colony of Britain and emerged as a country in its own right). Anyhow, the story is one of those typical Canadian novels - slow moving, full of emotion and hardship, but packing an incredible sense of whimsy and wonder.
Cavan blogged at 3:15 PM |
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Went to relive a bit of my childhood last night when I went out to watch Transformers. And...well, wow. Probably the best pure popcorn movie I've seen in years. Sure, it's ridiculous and the plot is flimsy to begin with, then riddled with holes as the movie progresses, but it's a movie about giant transforming robots. If you're looking for a great script, you're not there for the right reasons. Not only does it have awesome effects, but it's also a hell of a lot funnier than you might expect, thanks largely to Shia LaBeouf, who does a surprisingly good job acting with robots and the distractingly hot Megan Fox as co-stars. Anyhow, it gets my seal of approval.
Cavan blogged at 5:41 PM |
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Finally, the second issue of Fusion Fragment is here. The issue includes:
Cavan blogged at 6:54 AM |
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A few quick things to mention here:
Cavan blogged at 7:06 PM |
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Fusion Fragment is due out very soon and I'm excited - it's got some really excellent stories for the second issue, including one by a Writers of the Future winner. Stay tuned. Also, on listening to "Born on the Bayou" from my brand-spankin new 2-disc CCR anthology: What the hell is a hoodoo? If you're from Alberta like me, then a hoodoo is a kind of rock formation that you'll see if you drive out into the badlands around Drumheller, which is where they found a crapload of dinosaur bones (and now have just about the coolest museum in the world). They look a little something like this. So, when John Fogerty says he's chasing down a hoodoo, I keep imagining some guy with bad 70s hair climbing on a giant, funky-shaped rock.
Cavan blogged at 11:50 PM |
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At the moment, I have a big box full of copies of Goodbye, Darwin sitting on my floor and contributing to the general clutter of my room. I'd like to get rid of them. So, here's the deal (and yes, there is a catch). So long as you feel comfortable providing me with your mailing address, I'll send you a copy completely free of charge. The only catch is that you have to mention the book at some point in your blog. You don't have to write a rave review or anything like that, just a quick mention with a link pointing to this blog, the Apodis website, the book on Amazon, or something like that. Anyway, if there are any takers, just drop me an email.
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