Since the mid-March, I’ve spent Monday nights leading a writing workshop with the most inspiring, generous group of writers at High Park Library. We met each week and wrote about our city, the neighbourhood of Parkdale-High Park, creating characters, and reading poems about the neighbourhood, as winter turned into spring, turned into almost-summer.
On our final night, we ate chocolate cake and piles of chips and shared our work, cheering on each others’ characters and wondering where they’ll end up. What a privilege it was. I had such an incredible time.