Your sentences are the heartbeat of your story. This intensive three-hour workshop is for writers of literary fiction who want to elevate their prose from functional to unforgettable. We will move bey...

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Writing the Five Senses with Jo Gatford – October 10 & 11 If you can describe a room in detail and the reader still isn’t standing in it, this workshop is for you. Detail only helps when …

Unbox Your Words: Sounds Inspired! Writing Workshop & Fundraiser – Zoom, Tue 6 Oct 2026 - Join me for an interactive writing workshop buzzing with inspiration, exploration and play - inspired by sound...

Here’s what’s coming up from your your friendly neighbourhood freelancers, lit mags and awesome independents over the next couple of months.

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Ten stories picked by Elena Zhang

after David Bowie’s “Heroes”This we know: A wall is.A kiss is.And we are kissing still.We hear the drone of a slip cover of a song. Your song.We think: How it shudders, this song, how the wall does — ...

I didn’t know you could fall in love with a piece of land. But hand in hand I fell deeper and more deeply in love with you and with the land and the sky. I fell in love with your kind heart and with t...

The sulphur reek of road-kill skunk stirs my sleeping daughter. In the rear-view mirror, I watch Lily’s nose scrunch, lips puckering against the smell. I sing her favourite lullaby as the sun dips bel...

this is her favorite; there’s something about the windsweptness of this coastline. Scruffy trees bent from wind the sharp smell of cold. On a cliff overlooking the ocean she has created a sort of nest...

At night, we search for the darkness. We stumble around inside of ourselves. Someone says they can still see the fireflies, and I think, perhaps, I can still see my lover—pale pink lips.We cannot make...

I didn’t see the loneliest tree in the world reaching out to me that morning, remember the conceptual popsicle stand the color of then that afternoon or hear the lo-fi moon static-crackling on my radi...

There is a science of small things in tidepools. There is music. Neither explains what started this symphony—the ebb or the flow. By the stony aquarium, I note the rests and the beats while my classma...

I watch as Sammy breathes on the glass, fogs it up. With a finger, he writes BEHIND YOU in the condensation. The bus parks at its next stop, and Sammy, his hoodie hood up so he resembles a ghost, slap...

C/W griefFirst, find pockets of time to cry, ideally in situations where no one can ask you what’s wrong. Slice a bunch of onions. Run the water faucet (if your husband bangs on the door, and asks wha...

Alt: Stick figure throwning colourful dots into a pile. The text reads "More Dots!"

Alt: A dolphin twirling around in the water

Alt: A monkey flipping his eyes from side to side with the text "That's weird but, ok!"

Yesterday I got so frustrated with myself.

Alt: Bill Bailey (in Black Books) runs manically across a bookshop and holds up a sign that says "Oh no!" which is the sentiment of Matt's bank account at the prospect of him buying yet more books. But the universe is saying "Oh yes!" because books are great. As long as they're written by a human being with empathy and wanderlust and a human soul, books are the best thing in the world (apart from maybe sunflowers and the sound of a soaring clarinet).

Alt: A googly-eyed rock rotates slowly to face teh camera. It's sitting on a bed of sand and its eyes look uncertain and slightly sad. There's a scar that works diagonally up from its right eye which perhaps suggests something abusive in its past. Treat it kindly and it will love you back. Below the text says, "You're My Rock!"

Dawn Tasaka StefflerShe always knew there was a mean girl inside of her.

Alt: The White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland hopping along with a clock bouncing behind him. His eyes are pink. He's carrying a navy umbrella. His bowtie is the colour of a perfectly ripe plum. He obviously didn't get the memo that today is Be Late For Something Day.