It was an evening of dimmed lights, fine literature and Nanimo Bars. My favourite young writers Brandon, Kieran, Alexandra, Karishma, Holly, Ally, Darius, Kylie, Ben and Isabella read the stories they had created over my term as writer-in -residence at Hillfield Strathallan College. Horror, thriller, spy, fantasy, adventure, speculative fiction, not one of them was alike. I emceed with a few toes in my mouth mispronouncing and mixing up names. I hate that because I feel like they shared their souls with me. But unfortunately their souls registered as stories without the names and faces attached. I've worked electronically with students many times over the years but that's always been a problem. Next online project I'll see if technology can remedy that.
photos attached to the projects. Or Skype a bit in between.

ps Sorry that Gabby Lamay couldn't read her brilliant and funny story "Brief Rescue." A plane crash and lucky underwear, you try to figure out how they go together.
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