Well, this year has been the mother of all reinvention. A move to Ottawa. And starting grad school. I almost missed the application deadline. I was having lunch with a friend back in February. As we were heading out the door, she asked: “Isn’t your…
Well, this year has been the mother of all reinvention. A move to Ottawa. And starting grad school. I almost missed the application deadline. I was having lunch with a friend back in February. As we were heading out the door, she asked: “Isn’t your…
My dearest reader, Well, 2017 is almost officially a wrap! Thank you for visiting my weekly blog this year. Do you have any idea how much it means to me? SO MUCH! Here are my most popular posts of 2017. Doing Stranger Things in Bed…
I was at the ELEVATE Toronto conference yesterday and the people sitting beside me said I smelled like marijuana. I swear to you I had not smoked a joint before arriving at the conference. But here is what did happen. The night before, Jessie was…
I went to see a documentary last Friday night, The Happy Film, with my friends Alison and Bea. When we got to the cinema there was a long line-up and a sign at the entrance that the film was sold out. Disappointed, I suggested that…
“Does Sue actually do any work?” It’s a legitimate question so I don’t blame you for thinking it. Two weeks ago, I was in England and now I’m in St. Martin. Lest you think I’ve joined the jet set crowd it’s not like that. I…
Just in case you think I’m just a pretty face who only writes about touchy-feely topics, I will have you know that I have two short pieces in the current issue of This magazine. This is celebrating its 50th anniversary in print this year, and…
Let’s do a small visualization exercise. Close your eyes. When you hear someone described as “a talented emerging writer,” what do you see? I see a 20-something woman, five years out of J-school. She has subtle purple streaks in her asymmetrically-cut dark hair,…
“The most comforting words to hear at university are: “I haven’t started either’” my son Micah reassured me. He’s in second year at Queen’s and I was whining to him about feeling like a panicked undergrad, and that a few of my classmates in my…