When I was child, I was told I had Native Canadian ancestry, that some great-great-grandfather on my father's side had married a "lady of the land." When my daughter got married and decided to have children, I took a DNA test to find out if I

I remember walking into my third grade classroom for the first time.  We had just moved to a Northern Ontario mining town, well after the school year had already started. This was not unusual, even at this early age, and we would continue moving every year or so until I

I play Freecell when I'm bored. It's a good solitaire game -- with distinct opening, middle, and end games -- and some of the hands are very challenging.  Only a few hands are actually unwinnable, and I don't think the computer will deal those

I am afraid of becoming a monster—bloated and blind, with twisted limbs fumbling painfully towards remembered pleasures that cannot be seen and might not even exist anymore—like some kind of horror game mini-boss that must be put out of its misery before the game can progress. Everything hurts

I like violent media. I don't know what that says about me, but I like watching stylized fighting on the teevee. I like watching John Wick fight like it's a job that he is determined to get right. I like watching River Tam fight like it&

Things that you have to feel, that’s what you define as real. The time you were beaten up for being poor, or Black, or Protestant, or Catholic, that's real, because that’s what happened. The time that something like that happened to a parent or friend, that’