Heather Haley's Blog, page 19
October 16, 2015
“I Saw You” Found Poem-Found A Home Too!
At last. We found a place! It’s too small and expensive but we can keep our dog and I like the neighbourhood, Commercial Drive, officially Grandview/Woodland. So relieved the limbo is over. There’s a park close by so taking Brinda for walks won’t be difficult. The place has a cute little balcony with a view […]
Found Poem-Found A Home Too!
At last. We found a place! It’s too small and expensive but we can keep our dog and I like the neighbourhood, Commercial Drive, officially Grandview/Woodland. So relieved the limbo is over. There’s a park right next door to the building, so taking Brinda for walks won’t be difficult. The place has a cute little […]
September 23, 2015
Girls With Guitars & *The Truth*-Town Slut’s Daughter excerpts and talk…
…I’m preparing for Word Vancouver, Sun, Sept 27 at 1:30 at Library Square and SFU’s Early Punk Rock Scene Discussion, with Susanne Tabata, Oct 13 at Special Collections, SFU Library in Burnaby FREE TO IMAGINE (Redux) “Honesty is not synonymous with truth.”-Vera Parmiga, The Departed This book took a long time to write and the […]
September 15, 2015
DREAD & GREED IN VANCOUVER & VIGOROUS ANTHOLOGY, “THE REVOLVING CITY”
Great timing! Finding an affordable, pet friendly apartment in Vancouver is proving to be impossible. We may be forced to place our beloved canine companion Brinda in a foster home, and or look in the burbs. Though I conduct a lot of business in the city, it’s been a long time since I’ve resided in […]
August 28, 2015
F R E E D O M !
For everyone involved. Freedom just might be our greatest desire. A friend asked what I think about the Ashley Madison debacle. It’s complicated. There are morals, and there are ethics, but these self-appointed, self-entitled hacktivivists are self-righteous assholes. Hypocritical purveyors. What makes them the arbiters of morality? Seems to me there are far greater social […]
August 18, 2015
“Heather Haley-Poet.” How did that happen?
Certainly I didn’t plan to become a poet. I didn’t grow up thinking, when I grow up I’m going to be a poet. But in essence, it is who I am. I wasn’t exposed to literature. My father read Popular Mechanics and my mother, True Confessions. Though, being an Irish queen of blarney, Corona could […]
“Poet Heather Haley.” How did this happen?
Certainly I didn’t plan on becoming a poet. I didn’t grow up thinking, when I grow up I’m going to be a poet. But in essence, it is who I am. I wasn’t exposed to literature. My father read Popular Mechanics and my mother, True Confessions. Though, being an Irish queen of blarney, Corona could […]
July 16, 2015
Literary Happenings & Lost in an Eerie Orange Haze
Or distracted, at the very least. The worst of the heat wave is over, smoke from forest fires clearing. Naturally it rained the day of my summer soiree but we still need more to dampen drought conditions. Considered wearing a mask with air quality comparable to Beijing’s, but as friend Nathaniel Poole pointed out in […]
June 22, 2015
Beyond Biology-Happy Fathers Day
I honour good fathers because my father was not. Danny tried but his parents damaged him so badly he couldn’t express love or approval, probably more vital than food and shelter. Years later I discovered that due to paternity fraud, he actually wasn’t my biological dad. Maybe he sensed it too, maybe that’s why he […]
June 10, 2015
Free To Imagine
Writing is vexing, on so many levels. I don’t understand all this post modern fuss over genre and grow weary of explaining that I did indeed imagine the story in The Town Slut’s Daughter. Naturally it’s inspired by life experience. Write what you know. Right? Which is all I wrote, which is why it’s authentic. […]
