I was requested by the editor of architectureBC to write a
tongue-in-cheek article about the process of looking for work and being
hired in the current architectural market. I had some fun writing this, and
it was published in architectureBC under my first nom-de-plume.
This short story is a chapter from the work-in-progress Railway Tales.
It is a factual account of a day I spent doing train patrol
for B.C. Rail, as vacation relief for the regular train patrolman. This was not
a typical day for a train patrolman, nor would the regular patrolman have been able
to acquire, transport, and use explosives as part of his work.
This is a true tale I wrote about an incident that happened over 20 years ago, when
I had a completely different life - one that included a wife, house, and pets.
This is an article I wrote recently in response to one published in Amphora. I
emailed it to the Editor of the journal for his entertainment, and to my surprise he
immediately wanted to publish it in the June 2004 issue of Amphora. What could
I say but "yes"?
These are some poems written at the the end of the 1900s, when I unexpectedly
waxed poetic for a couple of months during a short, whacky, and stressful
relationship. The stress included a hair's-breadth rescue of the lady from
falling down an 80 foot cliff at Point Atkinson - she was over the edge and I
went half over the edge to grab her...not something I want to do again.
Mrs. Joan Dendys was very helpful and generous to me in my research on
Maud Sherman. She was friendly, honest, down-to-earth, had a
good sense of humour, and remained trusting of the goodness of mankind despite a
recent home invasion. It was an honour to know her, if only for the last few years
of her life.