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Karl Jirgens takes a picture of Stephen Marche STEPHEN MARCHE:  Biblioasis March 8th talk wasn’t just any old flop As usual I arrived too early. Biblioasis staff were still putting up chairs and laying out cheese and crackers. Owner Dan Wells and author Stephen Marche were sitting at the front window of the bookstore, drinking wine, and trying to make two microphones work (not a great team, but they did get them working). Said “Hi” and bought a copy of Stephen Marche’s new  On Writing & Failure: Or, On The Peculiar Perseverance Required to Endure the Life of a Writer . I thought $16 was a rather expensive price for a 73-page book. Oh well, I had an hour to kill, and I could break tradition and actually read a title before the book launch started. I left the store and shuffled down to Timmies near the train station (my home away from home), grabbed a coffee, sat at a window booth looking over a busy busy  Wyandotte  and started to speed read. I actually finished before killing my me

AI RETELLING OF MY TRUE STORY   OF AN UNDERWATER ALIEN Generated By ChatGPS : Stephen Weir had always been fascinated by the mysteries of the ocean. As a scuba diver, he had explored some of the most beautiful underwater locations around the world. But his dive near the island of Grenada would be one he'd never forget. Stephen and his dive group were swimming near a coral wall when they decided to take a group picture. Stephen positioned himself at the back of the group and took out his camera. As he was about to take the picture, he noticed something strange in the background. There was a figure in the distance, hovering near the coral wall. It looked humanoid, but its skin was an otherworldly shade of blue. Stephen couldn't believe his eyes. Was he seeing things? He looked again and realized that the figure was definitely there. Stephen quickly took the picture and swam closer to investigate. As he got closer, the figure turned to face him. Stephen gasped as he realized that

  Face of the Festival (and a body too!) wanted for 2023  Just as this week’s Caribbean Camera was going to press, the Toronto Caribbean Carnival sent out a call for this year’s Face of the Festival.  The carnival is looking for a  Brand Ambassador to represent the Toronto Caribbean Carnival this summer.   “Are you the next Face of the Festival?” asked festival organizers in the first issue of their new Carnival Insider newsletter.  “ If you think you have the passion, energy, and rhythm to represent what the Toronto Caribbean Carnival is all about, we need you! Register for a chance to become the 2023 Face of the Festival.”    “If you believe carnival is LIFE and believe there is no greater joy than jamming down de road with your section, then we are looking for you. Your duties will include event appearances, event hosting, appearing in social media content, and promoting Toronto Carnival to the world!” reads the newsletter article.   In advertising for the next Face of the Festival

Saint Thomas “Weir I Doubt Everything You Write"       by Stephen Weir   When I get overheated, I talk to myself. Lou d and Long. Important stuff. Politicians eavesdrop. Reporters take notes. Nuns cry. Priests scoff and Lord have mercy, they love to throw things at my head. Today, sitting in the back pew of India’s San Thome Church it is a bowl of hot curry, airborne and coming my way.         “It is always hot in Mylapor . Pretend you are making a booty call on that cell of yours, so the congregation won’t think you are coo coo ,” whispered a reedy voice from the other end of the wooden pew. “Better duck. Now!!! ”   I look over. He is old. Bald on top. He has shoulder-length grey white side hair. His wavy bushy white beard would bring jealous tears to the eyes of Santa Claus (“if there was such a person” I mumble),     “I doubt it” he croaked.     Damn . He heard me. I’ve got to turn my volume down a notch or three.     Thanks for the warning, you strange looking man, I th