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Last night my husband was rousted from the local aquatic centre. I blame his new motorcycle.

I thought that I should put the “lovey bunny” quote in context. Malika was talking about how surprised she was by some of the dark turns her novel-in-progress was taking.

This morning I’m off to Lord Beaverbrook High School. As luck would have it, after the reading yesterday, a student from Lord Beaverbrook gave us a demo of the school song.

So the people at my table last night were grad student poets. And a couple of critical theory students. OH. MY. GOD. The poor bastards.

I’ve just arrived in Calgary for Wordfest and am pleased to report that the hotel is very nice. It’s so nice that I’ve put my clothes away in the bureau provided in the hopes that they’ll soak up some class while they are in there.