Meghan lives in Toronto with her editor and cat Kafka. While she writes about life and tech, she dampens the existential dread with painting, cooking and podcasts.
Archived from Feb 19, 2025: There’s a hole in my wool skirt. I bought it at a thrift store somewhere on a dark Toronto evening - I had been looking for pieces of a costume and wound up with a new skirt and ring instead. It never fit quite right
Archived from Jan 21, 2025: I take the distinction between kindness and niceness pretty seriously. I have been called nice an innumerable amount of times and while I know people say it as a compliment, there’s something about niceness being the observed trait that often rubs me the wrong
Archived from Jan 07, 2025: Last I wrote here, I was floating the idea of doing book reviews - for those of you who had expressed interest, don’t worry, I haven’t abandoned the idea. Rather, I’ve been thinking about media in general. I’ve been thinking about Mouthwashing,
Archived from Dec 09, 2024: I don’t remember the first book I ever read. It could be any of many - I am laden with memories of Red Wall, Agatha Christie and How to Train Your Dragon. I remember the Windsor Park library, or the one across from the St.
Archived from Nov 05, 2024: I do not know what is going to happen in the coming hours and I promise you none of it is good but there hope regardless. Trump is clearly a bumbling fascist who hardly knows what the word means, propped up by little other than
Archived from Oct 16, 2024: I am older today. I am aware of the weight - possibly more than ever. I’m not that old but I’m tired. I have a heart that sits in me like something that could never feel natural, heavy and suffocating. I want to hate
Archived from Aug 27, 2024: There’s an icy quality to the fridge light that broaches into the dimly lit kitchen. The air cools rapidly in the humid summer apartment and tumbles down - frosty, rolling steam. The clear plastic quickly gains a veneer of condensation and I squint my eyes
Archived from May 19, 2024: The ebb and flow of my energy has been unpredictable lately. I frequently find myself in bed, on the floor, on the couch with no desire to rise and put my life together, let alone make something. I had hoped that the spring would bring
Archived from May 10, 2024: "If you're not quite sure if you're on the right or wrong side of the line, find the nearest line of policemen and see which way they're facing." - Bernadette Devlin There is a certain horror encroaching on
Archived from May 03, 2024: Happy new year, friends. I know it’s May and I am not accepting comments about that fact, thank you. It is not a new observation to say that life is extremely strange. For something we all do, every day, all the time, it can
Archived from Jan 25, 2024: “I know what I’m meant to do, who I’m supposed to be. It took a long time to figure it out, but I know now.” Leif, Midnight Burger, Episode 28: Pockets There is something about fractals, iterations, doubles folding in on themselves that
Archived from Nov 02, 2023: It has been oddly quiet here for a place called The Cacophony, and for that I must apologise. Life has been…Happening™ over here. I haven’t been publishing for lack of writing, but rather for the type of writing that was happening. I was