2024 Okanagan College | Small Press Publishing Handmade Journal Recycled Journal In my small press publishing class at OC - Kevin McPherson taught us the ins and outs of bookbinding. This journal was a result of old materials and learning how to sew a cover onto a coptic bind. There are some obvious issues. The stitching isn’t as tight as I’d want to be as this was more of a problem solving than perfection project.

2025 Okanagan College | Applied Publishing Skills Wood Type Print As part of the Writing & Publishing program at Okanagan College, in my final year I was tasked to create and print a design using the wooden type available in The Bunker. My goal with this project was to use transparency to create a variety of shapes and layers using a single piece of type.

prayer to is a prose poem written in Bahamian Dialect that seeks to capture both the routine and abnormality of growing up in a place regularly affected by climate disasters. It asks for an escape, wh...

i've been in a stuck kinda creative mood recently. with everything going in my life personally it's been tough to catch up on my creative endeavors and hobbies. with halloween coming up we're doing costumes and zine making so we've been creating zines around the house as samples for the guests to take - like a trick or treat table. …

wicked witches craft words putrid toxic which waxes into worlds possible. tales turn truths as witches write wrongs unfixable cast to minds not unbreakable. existence bringers end foretellers vile mouths writhe wrath curses with which to wrap round unsuspectors. rage rings circles witches’ words curse noose to tight. hex fingers point wills towards wander. willful ignorant witches breed bitterness soul deep hopes to breed more covens to covet innocence to whip violence within.

let's get the obvious out of the way, maybe i'm just lacking motivation. maybe i'm the one holding me back. maybe i just need to sit down like i'm doing right now and write but for fiction instead. i feel a deep itch somewhere to write to create but when it comes time to bring pen to paper or fingers to keyboard my mind seizes up something nasty and i can't breathe.