Sarah O'Connor

Writer – Playwright – Cannot Save You From The Robot Apocalypse

“I’m a coward. I run from knowing everything…I can’t grasp death. The immensity, the finality, if you don’t believe there’s a place where someone is waiting for you. I don’t know what to do with something so immovable. To know you can see someone only by looking back,” (Jackson 284). Things have been rough for twenty-four …

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CW: Sexual assault (off-page), animal death. “I will hide her small truths in this story and she will take shape among the pages, emerge like a pop-up, come face to face with the reader. Then they will know. Then, his story will be concluded,” (Parker 86). Famous Canadian author Baby Davidson is writing a memoir, or …

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“I think it is critical that non-Indigenous Canadians be aware of how deeply the Indian Act penetrated, controlled, and continues to control, most aspects of the lives of First Nations. It is an instrument of oppression,” (Joseph 4). I didn’t learn about residential schools until I was in university and to this day I’m grateful for my …

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“These letters, and the people who wrote them, were a lifeline for me, an antidote, a cure for the sudden stillness of the wheels under me,” (Coyote 5). During the beginning of the 2020 COVID-19 pandemic, Ivan Coyote found themselves grounded in Ontario after years of performing and speaking around the world. During this time, …

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“If it had not rained on a certain May morning Valancy Stirling’s whole life would have been entirely different,” (Montgomery 9). Twenty-nine-year-old Valancy Stirling lives a sad and lonely life with her overbearing mother and strange aunt, never having been in love and considered the “old maid” of the Stirling clan. The only solace she …

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“I write as though I’m writing about someone else. ‘I’ is an invention to prove we exist. ‘I’ is the line drawn through the fabric of time. ‘I’ imposes meaning on random events. ‘I’ implies significance,” (Thanh 16). Yasuko Thanh’s memoir follows her early childhood in Victoria, B.C as an honour role student and embracer …

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I received this book from Playwrights Canada Press in exchange for an honest review. “Pickle veggies on the side, milky coffee on the ice Your pick of rice, friend or white, at no additional price Not only that, I got a burner stove and cans of gas So you can slurp a bowl of pho …

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“This is the strange lesson of living in a pandemic: life can be tranquil in the face of death,” (St. John Mandel 195). Eighteen-year-old Edwin St. Andrew comes to Canada after disgracing his family during a family dinner. He finds himself exploring a Canadian forest when he suddenly hears a few notes of a violin …

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“There are strange things done in the midnight sun       By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales       That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,       But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge       I cremated …

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“I’d much rather wile away the hours Helping you clean up cadavers of all of  you ex-lovers Watch you give them all one last kiss of death I fear this will be me in a few weeks,” – “Imagine A World In Which We Didn’t Have To Hide Who We Are” (Walker 31). Jade Walker’s …

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