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Philip Shearing
Philip Shearing is 22 year old fur trapper, roughing it in
the wild expanses of Montreal, PQ (Canada's largest National
Park). When he is not repairing a torn fishing net or laying
a snare for raccoons, he enjoys such hobbies as selling computers
over the phone and drinking like a sponge. He's been published
in Soliloquies (Concordia U. Literary anthology) and has written
some commentary pieces for SPEC, the official newspaper of
the Gaspé Coast. He also has his own blog called "Jeremy
Brendan--My Life as a Reptile". He enjoys reading
Joseph Heller, Hunter S. Thompson, Kurt Vonnegut, George Orwell,
Leonard Cohen, and Dave Eggers. His mid-to-long term plans
include uncovering the Cadbury secret, writing the Great Canadian
Novella, and getting a band together. He enjoys long walks
in the forest and romantic candlelit breakfasts.
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TO SAVE THE WORLD
Harry was an honest person. Consequently, he expected
the rest of the world to act accordingly. Naïve was
too kind a word for our Harry. In fact, most would call
him a sucker. Only a sucker would leave his Rum and
Coke on the counter of the bar and, without a touch
of concern, ask the barman if he could keep an eye on
his drink while he was gone to the washroom? >>>
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SANTA
When I was 6 years old, I had an obsession with Santa
Claus. Or, more accurately, I had an obsession with
killing him. I would trudge home from school with my
Transformers bookbag strapped to my shoulders and fantasize
about different ways to end his existence. Where this
immense hatred came from, I can't be sure. I think
we would need a couch and a shrink to decode the child-logic
that I was employing, but I don't have time for that.>>>
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