The Cat

Sometimes I miss my mom. Not my feline mom, the one who gave birth to me and my litter mates beneath the deck. I only knew her for about five weeks. I barely remember her. My real mom is the one who saved me from going to the Humane Society. My dad, the one who…

The Final

I rushed home that evening, taking the back roads because the main city streets had been blocked off since early that morning. The traffic was horrific, and the entire city was abuzz with excitement. Storefront after storefront that I passed bore our team’s logo and slogan in their windows. It felt like the entire city…

The Dining Set

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, my black cat lay belly-up on the end of our red couch, his front paws suspended upwards toward the ceiling, a blank look in his eye. On the other side of the couch, I lay in much the same position, only clutched between my paws I held my iPhone. I…

The Boat Ride

I don't have a great memory. Sometimes my friends think I do because I post blogs based on memories. The truth is: all memories are fiction. Nobody can remember exactly what was because even what was, wasn't really uniform when it was occurring. Everything that happens is subject to each individual's personal perception of the…

The Bearhouse

When I was in my senior year of high school, I thought that I would become an elementary school teacher, despite the fact that I had had in my life, very little interaction with young children. To rectify this fault, I got the bright idea to apply to The Bearhouse, a store where kids got…

The Slot Machine

"Here's the money for the Uber," Amy attempted to hand me 7 American dollars as we headed through the airport to get to our terminal. "No, I don't want it," I protested. I didn't want to bring back any American money, I had just spent my last 5 dollars on a bag of chips. With…

The Bachelorette Party

With an unsteady hand, I poured equal parts vodka and cranberry juice into an empty water bottle over the sink in my apartment. This was not typical behaviour for me, at least not since I'd been eighteen years old. But desperate times call for desperate measures. In this case, the desperation stemmed from the fact…

The Couple of the Year

It was the annual Tap Staff Christmas Party at the steakhouse where my boyfriend Felix and I both worked. This party was particularly special to us as a couple because it had been exactly one year prior, at that same party, that we had begun our courtship. Now we were together and basking in the…

The Crayons

When I was a child, long before I learned that I had not been blessed with any artistic talent, I used to watch the British television show Art Attack religiously. I would lye on my belly on the rug in my grandparent's living room watching Neil create such amazing things. It was my favourite show.…

The Iron

Troy checked his cellphone at the red light at the corner of Listington and Wetherford. His marble blue eyes lit up, and he let out his defining hearty chuckle. He instructed me to check my phone as the light turned green. I had to move my hand slowly, as to not draw attention to its…