Sarah O'Connor

Writer – Playwright – Cannot Save You From The Robot Apocalypse

“The Victoria Station burns so ferociously that the man with the binoculars can feel the heat from his perch in the helicopter,” (Ames 1). Anxiety-ridden Riley Kowalski is spending her winter break in Antarctica after answering an advertisement that popped up on her Instagram feed. Sponsored by SladeTech, one of the world’s biggest tech companies owned …

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“‘It all started with the rain.’ That’s what the people of Springville say whenever asked about the fatal Prom Night that occurred over a decade ago, leaving a town in complete ruins,” (Jackson 15). A decade before tragedy struck the town of Springville on Prom Night, leaving many dead, and the survivors and bystanders can …

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“The empty devils are on the land like a cancer on the skin…They eat screams and drink pain. You had your horrors at the Overlook, Danny, but at least you were spared these folks,” (King 257). Decades after a horrific winter in the Overlook Hotel, Dan Torrance drifts through life and alcohol, desperate to escape his …

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Wow, more fun announcements, look at me go! Anyone remember 2020? It sure was one heck of a year. Well, at the beginning of that year (before everything else happened) I found out my story “What Happened to Natalie?” was an honourable mention for gritLIT’s 2020 Writing Contest! It was very exciting because 1) I …

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“The end of the world has been happening, and subsequently not happening, since people could make shit up,” (Goh 3). Katie Goh’s short book of essays on apocalypse fiction is timely and masterfully executed. Offering insight into many different examples of apocalypse fiction, it’s clear that Goh is passionate about this subject and put all her …

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You read that title right, my short story “On the Rocks” won in Dawson City’s Authors on Eighth Prose category! I found this out way way (way) back in August when Visit Dawson City’s Instagram posted this photo from the Authors on Eighth Walking Tour with my name (then misspelled, now spelled correctly). I hadn’t …

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I received this book from The Next Best Book Club in exchange for an honest review. “I was waiting for its eyes to open, and when they did not, it felt like slowly sewing shut the sky,” (A Picnic [1], My Off-the-Market Magic Carpet, Niespodziany 57). One day I will know how to review poetry. I’ll know …

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“Dying was a part of living. You had to keep tuning in to that if you expected to be a whole person. And if the fact of your own death was hard to understand, at least it wasn’t impossible to accept,” (King 312). After losing his teaching job, Jack Torrance is grateful when his former co-worker …

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“We are restless people by nature. We roam, from one house to another, one city to the next. There is a limit to how long we can stay somewhere before people start to notice,”(Moore 13). Seventeen-year-old Pieta, or as she’s called Pie, is invisible. Not in the metaphorical sense, but really truly invisible. She is …

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I received this book from Playwrights Canada Press in exchange for an honest review. “Behave. YOU DON’T THINK I’VE TRIED THAT? For years and years. Waited my turn and raised my hand and it doesn’t CHANGE ANYTHING – behaving – just makes me easier to ignore,” (Jeffery 77). A group of former girl scouts begin to lose trust …

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