Why’s it taken so long?

Harvey Weinstein (no relation btw) has been sexually harassing and abusing women for nearly 30 years. And getting away with it. Because while apparently “everyone” knew about it, “mum” was the word.

By “everyone,” incidentally, I don’t mean the women. I mean, the industry folks. His partners and associates, board members, employees, crew members, actors, agents, press, peers and competitors. Everyone.

They all knew. And now, all of a sudden, 30 years later they’re crawling out of the woodwork. So where’ve they been all these many years, all these upstanding members of the film-making community who are now so outraged?

I’ll tell you where they were. Turning the other cheek. Turning a blind

At a loss for words

It’s too much.

All the hatred, all the violence, all the death, all the destruction.

I can’t believe it’s become a part of our daily lives.

I can’t believe there are those who still refuse to
acknowledge there’s a problem.

I can’t believe there are those who think a minute of

Are all writers a little weird … ?

… or is it just me?

Since moving to Toronto in 1985, every house or apartment I’ve either rented or owned has had an office, or at least a dedicated space for writing. One that’s properly outfitted, with a desk, a comfortable chair, a filing cabinet, storage for books and supplies, good light, everything one would need.

I have never sat, or worked, in any of them.

When I got to the part, in the book I’m writing, where my mom died I couldn’t write at home. It took me about six