The Glass Character
Monday, November 19, 2012

The pills I took were a bad idea

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What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,   You cannot say, or guess, for you know o...
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Sunday, November 18, 2012

Happy-face Nipples: or, how Helen Hunt's forehead died

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I'll watch just about anything with Helen Hunt in it (or so I've thought up to now), and I haven't seen her in a movie in...
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Friday, November 16, 2012

The waiting list for the waiting list (or: I have a drug for that)

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I don’t remember where I heard this – maybe in Moscow on the Hudson , one of Robin Williams’ earlier films, where he had not yet calc...
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Thursday, November 15, 2012

Land of the Dead: or, why I liked English class

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I have a horrible confession to make. I liked English class. I liked it so much I had to hide it. I never said anything, never contribut...
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Margaret Gunning
Port Coquitlam, British Columbia, Canada
Welcome to Margaret Gunning's blog: a tribute to the strangeness of the ordinary. Ms.Gunning is the author of The Glass Character (Thistledown Press), her paean/tribute to the brilliant silent screen comic Harold Lloyd. Researching and writing this novel celebrating Harold's legacy and legend was by far the most compelling (and fun!) experience in her long and varied writer's life. The novel is available on Amazon and Kindle, Thistledown Press, and other major book sites. Her previous novels, Better than Life (NeWestPress) and Mallory (Turnstone Press) explore her lifelong fascination with family secrets, alienation, and the surprising joys of the ordinary. She has also written hundreds of book reviews (Montreal Gazette, Vancouver Sun, Toronto Globe and Mail) and newspaper columns for small-town papers across the country. Her philosophy: "Everything that happens is happening for the first time."
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