by Danielle Scruton | Dec 14, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
Bending to kiss him goodnight, I whispered: “I love you exactly as you are.” His ten-year-old face relaxed at that. My son—at once gentle, kind, destructive and dreamy-eyed-—held a real depth of feeling behind his cool, blue eyes. The nighttime routine was...
by Danielle Scruton | Dec 8, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
I don’t have a podcast episode this week—too much going on!—but I didn’t want to miss my weekly target. So, here is a short story I wrote in 2018. Yes, I’m divorced. And yes, I have friends and family who are divorced. This is not based on any one person’s experience....
by Danielle | Nov 30, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
I know how this goes, and yet I fall for it every time. I fall for the drama, the who’s right and who’s wrong of it all. It’s so easy to get caught up in the noise and distraction. You just want attention. You don’t want my heart…. This...
by Danielle Scruton | Nov 24, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
When Dean and Frieda met, they had an instant connection. Not only did they have chemistry, but they had similar childhoods. And the stories of how their marriages had ended were alike as well. For them, the relationship was a refuge—a place to feel safe, loved and...
by Danielle | Nov 17, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
It’s cold, but the wind has died down, so I decide to walk. I stick to the salty sidewalks and avoid ice patches. I want to reach out to my brother, Wes, so I take my phone out and send him a quick text: I did it. I went out, met strangers, and I survived! He...
by Danielle | Nov 8, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
The city bus in downtown Niagara Falls is quiet. Tourists take the casino buses. It’s just me, some teenagers and an elderly woman with her shopping basket on wheels. My nerves are in my throat; I swallow them, but it doesn’t work. The tension slides down...
by Danielle | Nov 1, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
There’s a meme out there that says something along the lines of: “I’m always writing a story in my head.” This is my experience. I play out the life around me in my head to understand, to foster compassion. This, for me, is part of the process...
by Danielle | Oct 18, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
My dad, Gregory Finch, looks older than his forty-eight years. His hair has been a dark grey since I was eight, and he could give two shits about his clothes. His complexion is pale, his slight body hunched. Dad seems only to want to be forgotten, but I...
by Danielle | Oct 12, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
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by Danielle Scruton | Oct 11, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
I think I grew up assuming I’d starve myself before my wedding. Eating disorders are insidious like that. I have eleven years of abstinence from bulimia, but that doesn’t mean the thoughts aren’t there. That doesn’t mean there aren’t...
by Danielle | Sep 27, 2022 | Blog Post |
“Robena!” I hear the voice, but I keep going. I trudge up Clifton Hill, searching for a full breath and some sanity. “Robena! Stop!” And then I’m drenched. Apparently, someone has seen fit to douse me with what I pray is water....
by Danielle | Sep 21, 2022 | Blog Post, Podcast Episode |
* Be sure to listen to the audio version as there is a cool story behind this novel. ~ D The art gallery where I work is a small store on a tiny street in downtown Niagara Falls. The walls are the colour of bone and peppered with black and white photographs of people...
