Exquisite Corpse

A sometimes surreal exercise in cooperative writing to be performed by a rotating cast of Torontonians, one hundred words at a time.

Friday, May 8, 2026

At The Pearly Gates

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Something had happened below. There was an ungodly crowd at the Gates. A burly man with a red tie pushed to the front.       “Table for one....
Monday, May 4, 2026

Being Judgey (or, Okay Boomer!)

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I don’t understand selfies. Who needs so many pictures of themselves? I don’t understand taking a selfie while pulling down a branch laden w...
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Saturday, April 25, 2026

The Rule of Turds

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Our neighbourhood is beautiful. And Judgey. For flavour, have a look at the Roncy/Parkdale Friendly Neighbours Facebook page which boasts a ...
Tuesday, April 21, 2026

Judge Not

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Sure, I hadn’t shaved for days; and maybe I hadn’t had a haircut in months. And yes, I’d most definitely fallen into the habit of wearing my...
Friday, April 17, 2026

Devastation

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The #20 bus rolls along East Hastings Street like the Mars rover across an alien landscape. We passengers, safely behind glass, are like s...
Monday, April 13, 2026

Now That’s Customer Service

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On a train from Ottawa, we’re told, due to maintenance, there’ll be an hour-long detour towards the Toronto end of the line. We slow to a c...
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Saturday, April 4, 2026

Just for the record, the real answer was No.

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I started Grade 6 with a kid whose favourite dirty word by far was dick. And he sure got to use it a lot, because even now I’m surprised how...
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