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My name is Candace, I’m a writer, sketch artist, and illustrator, and I’m glad you stopped by. Have a look around, or drop me a line at [email protected] Thank you for reading!

virginia woolf on blogging…

Posted on Sep 29, 2010

“The essay must lap us about and draw its curtain across the world.” …Okay, maybe not. Maybe I’m stretching it, but today I started reading her 1925 piece titled “The Modern Essay” and couldn’t help but think, maybe she does have something relevant to say about our 21st-century ways of communicating. Her essay is actually […]

on my love-hate relationship with long-term hostels…

Posted on Sep 27, 2010

Tomorrow is a big day. Not only do classes begin at Kingston but – and what’s about to follow eclipses even the excitement of finally starting my master’s – I get to move into my flat. (Yes, I did resist from inserting about five thousand exclamation points after that sentence.) It has been a long […]

where the rubber meets the road.

Posted on Sep 19, 2010

Talk is easy. It was one thing to be home for the summer, telling people that I’m moving to London to pursue not only a master’s in travel writing but to get my career going as a writer itself. And yet, it’s been another thing altogether now that I’ve actually arrived. Well, I tell myself, […]

it takes all kinds.

Posted on Sep 15, 2010

As a blonde, I try to avoid ditzy moments – they certainly don’t help our reputation in the world. We all remember Miss South Carolina, after all: But Saturday night while staying at the lovely Palmer’s Lodge in Swiss Cottage (seriously, I recommend it to anyone passing through London), it was my turn. I had […]

on life outside our comfort zone.

Posted on Sep 15, 2010

“There is no such thing as bravery; only degrees of fear.” John Wainwright “Bravery is being the only one who knows you’re afraid.” Franklin P. Jones “Bravery is the capacity to perform properly even when scared half to death.” Omar Bradley Sometimes, I never learn. You would think having done this whole “moving to London” […]

hey, neighbor: ten hours in toronto.

Posted on Sep 13, 2010

As a child, Canada did little to hold my attention. I knew it was there, of course, like a distant relative you hear about from time to time, but my vague knowledge of its presence – this large terra incognita somewhere north of New York and New Hampshire – came only from the footnotes on […]

it's good to be back.

Posted on Sep 11, 2010

It had been a long flight. Of course, the six and a half hours from Toronto to Heathrow pale in comparison to past flights to and from New Zealand, but what I hadn’t realized was how lucky I’d gotten on them – on my ten-hour flight from LA to Fiji, I had a row of […]