In June 2016, just a few weeks before the Canada Council for the Arts announced major changes to its granting system, Toronto author Trevor Cole was invited to be writer-in-residence at the Richmond Hill Public Library.
In a public interview recently, a journalist asked me what I meant in the final pages of my memoir, Heart Berries, when I proclaimed myself “untouchable.” A room full of authors gasped audibly at my boldness.
About a year ago, while I was passionately immersed in getting the manuscript of my latest book, The Spinning Magnet: The Force That Created the Modern World and Could Destroy It, to my publisher, I found myself with a brief moment to surface and take the temperature of the times.
Last May, I published Thing is, my second collection of poems. The project, at least as I thought of it, was to re-imagine the alienated nature of consciousness as a universal condition.
Nonagenarians and other older authors are publishing meaningful work despite obstacles posed by health, technology, and a culture that can sometimes feel indifferent to the insights of the elderly.
Why I turned to Sylvia Plath as the inspiration for my new collection of poetry, My Ariel, still remains a bit of a mystery to me.
When I embarked on writing what would become my latest novel, I did not set out to write about Indigenous characters. I began composing a work of straight-up horror, hoping to be the next Stephen King. But that’s not how In Case I Go turned out.
Sometimes life requires us to be braver and bolder than we think we can be.
Ayub Nuri on his childhood and his new book, Being Kurdish in a Hostile World.
After 12 years of running writing workshops out of a home space, Firefly Creative Writing has opened a storefront studio in Toronto.