short-shorts

My colleagues over at Canada Writes came up with a super fun twitter challenge yesterday to see just how short a short story can be. Hemingway threw down the gauntlet back in the 20s with this: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” While that’s pretty tough to beat, check out the #canadawrites hashtag for some worthy entries.

As a CBC employee, I may not be eligible for the iPod prize, but I had fun coming up with some short-shorts nonetheless:

- He said his name was Jason, but she entered him as “Douchey Blonde” in her phone so she’d remember not to answer if he called.

- Sitting on the counter in her pjs, she sifted through the grapes, gently picking out the moldy ones to stir into his smoothie.

- “It’s not you, it’s me,” she said, knowing full well it was actually her busty new secretary.

modern times

It’s official. After 5 seasons of sitting beside the radio with your finger on the record button, WireTap has finally left the stone ages. Subscribe to our brand new podcast and listen at your convenience!

But whether you’re tuning in old school or new school, be sure to check out the premiere of Season 6, this Saturday at 1:30pm on CBC Radio One.

it’s no podcast, but…

WireTap is finally streaming its episodes online! We will be uploading the back log of shows over the course of the next month, so soon you’ll be able to listen to all your favourites directly from our site. Check out the archive to get started… or check out some of my personal favourites below:

Never Say I Love You

This week on WireTap, tune in for advice from Starlee Kine on how to get over a bad break up. Plus, Jonathan reads his story "You call that Love", Howard confesses his true feelings for Jonathan, and a selection of short notes to people we have loved from dearoldlove.com.


Where Do Babies Come From and Where Do Babies Go?

Ever wondered if you were delivered by a stork as a baby, or dug up from a cabbage patch? On WireTap this week, a lesson in human reproduction as award-winning author Heather O’Neill reads her short story "Where Babies Come From". Plus, Howard takes house sitting to a whole new level.

a clearing of larynx

spam is getting so poetic these days, I almost enjoy it:

mildew
solitary confinement
experimentation time zone,
ammo overshot
the approachable, antenna
idiosyncratic waiting room undue
junior college in windchill factor
likable on experienced
as normal dissident.

liberal arts thimble
apparition was
unveil to repugnant and
increase voluntarily.
was Resurrection.

but then again, the next one from a certain Ronald Stark begins: “Take just a candy and become ready for 36 hours of love”.