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Anonymous hotel room, Victoria, B.C.

I’ve got no business writing a blog post at this moment in time. My to-do list is half a mile long, and to mix metaphors and tumble into cliche all at once, I’m not keeping my head above water. Sinking. I’m definitely being pulled under. But I’m oddly buoyant. (Awkward; cliched language; where are you going with this? Do you know? I think it’s important.) But enough with the emotional play-by-play. I came here to write a post, and I’m going to write a post, dammit! It’s going to be random and scattered and must be completed in under 15 minutes, so here’s what’s on my mind…


Super-prettiness, Victoria, B.C.

* This awesome quote, in honour of the Blue Jays winning in Texas yesterday, from the pitcher who took one for the team:

“It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you don’t care who gets the credit.” — R.A. Dickey, knuckleballer, philosopher, absolutely bang-on


Location of morning run, Victoria, B.C.

* This very small thought of the day: Right now, I am a teacher and a public speaker, not a writer. I miss being a writer. That is why it was so gratifying to receive notice from my UK publisher, Two Roads, that The Juliet Stories has just been published there, along with the paperback version of Girl Runner. Better yet, if you’ve got a moment, read this glowing review of The Juliet Stories, which compares the book to books by some really fine, really smart UK authors: Ali Smith and Eimear McBride. Nicest of all, my UK publisher sent flowers to celebrate the occasion.


* This breathless recap of my weekend to catch us all up to right now: Flew to Victoria on Friday. Spoke at the Victoria marathon on Saturday. Raced the 8km run on Sunday. Flew to Toronto immediately after that. Arrived around 9:30PM, was met at airport by family, who had spent the weekend with Kevin’s family. Woke up yesterday and decided that yes, I did have the energy and desire to make Thanksgiving dinner for family! Watched Jays game. Was read off to sleep and literally tucked into bed by CJ (who is 7). Woke up this morning, recognizing that I am a) swamped with marking, despite having worked on marking all weekend; b) behind on emails; c) late to meet a deadline for my next children’s book (!!); d) worryingly looking at a to-do list of tiny but important and unrelated tasks that is expanding at light speed.

Which is why I’m blogging, obviously. Not on any to-do list. Fun. Relaxing. Keeps me sane. Thanks for being here, Blog.

xo, Carrie

Taylor Swift concert, Friday night in Toronto, with daughter
A new day in Canada


  1. Kerry

    What a few games.
    I have high hope. Prefer to remain positive and optimistic about the game today. We shall see.
    What are your thoughts, as a writer and teacher of writing, on cliches in writing? I guess I can’t let go of using them entirely, but was recently told there is no room for them, in travel writing specifically.

    • Carrie Snyder

      Hi Kerry,
      On cliches: I think they are sometimes useful because they communicate an idea quickly and efficiently. In certain kinds of writing (like here on this blog), I wouldn’t object to the occasional conscious use of cliche. But when I’m marking my students’ work, I don’t want to read a series of cliches, unless they’re being employed in a cleverly self-conscious manner. A cliche indicates a certain laziness of thinking and expression. Because cliches are often metaphors, we don’t need to use them to communicate our thoughts — we could simply use plain, clear language instead, and that is what I would recommend doing, unless a particular crisp image or metaphor comes to you!

  2. Kerry

    Thanks for the advice.
    Go Jays, go!


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