Taylor Gray Moore

Writer of fiction, poetry, etc - based in Vancouver BC

December 2nd, cont
2023-12-17 19:49 This will be a sort of feverish series of fragments about the last 24 hours or so.   I am just sitting down before a poetry reading in a still-quiet bar on St-Denis just above St-Joseph (Bar La Marche à côté—very Francophone, I feel although I’m not equipped to judge) sipping a Cheval Blanc (I can talk about beers here: we don’t sell any of these) and waiting for people to arrive.  I was just nearly run over by one of those snow-clearing vehicles, but I managed to leap into a snow bank and her...
December 15, 2023
2023-12-15 21:07 I am very tired, but I would still like to write something. It’s been a few days.   I’m doing that week of 7am shifts, and I accepted a sixth shift in a row—Sunday, nine hours, as a PC. I wanted the PC shift, and I thought it would be better to have Monday off, rather than Sunday.   Meanwhile, I’m working on editing and expanding my Montreal writing. It’s turning into something. I don’t know if something good, but something. I've been enjoying it. Sort of. It's also been a pain, at t...
December 12, 2023
2023-12-12 21:05 First shift of a week of 7am shifts today. That means I get up at 5am, make breakfast, chug two coffees, then be out the door to get a bus at 5:45.   It’s not so bad if you get enough sleep. I don’t always get enough sleep. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten the full eight. It’s too unusual a time for me to have to go to sleep.   I got six. That’s pretty good, for the first one of these shifts. It’s usually more like four and half.   Did my shift, got some Christmas shopping done on t...
December 10 & 11
2023-12-11 15:37 Rode out all the way to Coquitlam yesterday, all the way across down on the B-line and then all the way along the Millennium line to Lefarge Lake (I can’t even call that across town, although that would be simpler, because its going even further than that), because I was invited to meet up and see the Christmas Lights there. With one of my friends who I’ve been having trouble connecting with for over a month—this happens. So I wanted to go hang out with them finally, and, plus, I felt I would on...
December 9, 2023
2023-12-11 15:36 Not done yet. Soon.
December 8, 2023
2023-12-11 15:34 Well, I’m back in Vancouver—   Sorry for the extreme lack of posting over the last bit of the trip. I got super busy there, which is what Montreal is for—and I wrote this and that, without finishing much. I’ll figure out what to do with that over the coming week or so.   Time for move on, in the next bit, anyway. Figure out what to do next and how to work it. My schedule is hilariously bad: I am working from 4 to 11:30 today and tomorrow, then I have some time off, then I go back and work a ...
December 2nd, 2023
2023-12-11 15:06 I am at expozine—in the “bar” area, eating samosas and having earl grey. Because, so festooned with books, I need a break. I am getting less exposure than I expected and I am making no money, but I am indeed glad to be here and share in this energy. See old friends. Etc. Exist; participate. Remember it later. …and, hopefully, people will read my stuff. (Hey, it is in fact for sale—just not by me. The publisher is here. I’ve just been informed—I’ll be back to the table later.)   Woke up early t...
December 1, 2023
2023-12-11 15:05 Note: Wrote this on the airplane back to Vancouver, to fill in the missing day. It’s not really a proper diary entry, but:   Woke up with jet lag and a hangover. This waking up happened very slowly, over a period of about a couple hours—I kept falling back asleep before I finally force myself into the shower. Jetlag will do that to a person, seeing as my body thinks its 5 and not 8.   During this period, I hear from my friend Matt, who I  wanted to see while I was here—he proposes brunch. I ...
November 30, 2023, cont.
2023-12-11 13:59 Well, I didn’t go to Avenue du Mont Royal. I felt like I was fading, as I finished dinner, and thought it was best to stick to close by where I was staying. This was one of these fateful decisions, or at least it was what shaped the night.   I started to walk back towards the AirBnb. Via Duluth, which has always been a favourite street to me—I thought I would go along it and then just end up back close to where I would fall to sleep. I had been meaning to stop at some place I’d passed on St-La...
November 30, 2023
2023-12-11 13:58 I am in Montreal!   Sitting in a place on St-Denis called Mr. Cajun, because the jazz bar just down that I had wanted to go to was all full. Seemed divine, but was full. Oh well—this place smells pretty great. No complaints. Writing this while waiting for shrimp and chicken on rice and a ginger ale.   I did not sleep well, but that’s my fault (I stayed up ticketing with the website and then playing Zelda), and I slept enough (if you can call five hours enough). Flight was good: watched the B...