Kendall Defoe
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Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page. No AI. No Fake Work. It's all me...
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Christmas Wishing
Here's a link to the Challenge: Dear Satan Santa, I have been a good boy, but I wonder if that is enough in the climate we live in. I want so many things, and I am not sure if you can get them for me. I would like to have more things for my family and myself. We deserve to be released from all of our obligations, despite the contract we signed.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Fiction
The Day the Train Went Backwards
Yes, the latest train line is named after one of my favourite 80s indie rock groups. Yes, I have already written about it from the opening of its second line. And yes, it has spoiled me to the point that I have avoided the metro more often than is healthy.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Journal
Five for Five?
1. Patricia and the schoolyard: I first saw her at Our Lady of Perpetual Agony when we were both about begin Grade One. Ms. Pappercock was a kind lady, and she looked upon me with some favour when she saw how well I could keep my handwriting within the lines of the notebooks she handed out. And that might have been the reason why she put Patricia next to me in the classroom after the first month passed. A lot of people thought this was odd, but I remembered that she organized the class according to the grades we received. Patricia and I (I mean, “me”) were both near the front of the class. Not quite Straight-A Sweeties – Ms. P.’s course – but pretty close. But the year was long, and there was a lot we could do to get those front seats.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Fiction
Some Notes for the Project
Memo to Self: The following notes were found at the building site after a search was conducted by the replacement crew. No sign of the original workers hired is available except for the notebook discovered and recorded here. We will keep searching to see if we can discover what happened. And the notes might provide some sort of clue as to what went down. The owner of the original site cannot be contacted and we still have work to complete.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Fiction
In the Nursery
No one is too happy about working at that time of night, but at least the job pays well. And the other thing – the thing that I do not share with any of the other ones here – is that I get to work alone. No one to bother with about birthdays, how their kids are doing in school, what did you think of that show last night (the one that I did not watch and never would). No, I liked it up there at night. At least I did for a while.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Fiction
A Film for the Cold Climate
Once again, I find myself to be the odd man out. When I think of this season, and the movies that have been inspired by it, I don’t think of romance per se, or even the great horror films of my 80s past. There is just too much of the whiff of pumpkin spice and dead leaves in those films to leave me feeling like I’d rather be out in the cold, walking alone in the too-early dark. No, the film that I think of when this season arrives, and I have to engage in a shift in my wardrobe to “sweater weather,” is a film that I usually end up watching in the spring to coincide with events on screen.
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Geeks
Miracle at the MacNab Transit Terminal. Top Story - November 2025.
There are stories that you hear and disbelieve because you think that you live in a very rational or at least sensible world. There are stories that make you question what you are doing with your own life. And then there are the stories that come out of my hometown.
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Humor
Political Thirty-One
From House to Senate, this will not go away, sir. To veto or to...? Gotta Do It... * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Poets
Riding the REM - Part II?
I am a convert. On the weekend of November 15th to the 16th, I took the extended free ride on the REM (Réseau express métropolitain) in Quebec, but this was not the original plan. I had heard rumours that the original transit strike with the STM (Société de transport de Montréal) was winding down (this latter system runs exclusively on the island of Montréal). This was a relief, since the entire local system was going to be shut down for those two days. But, with a little elbow grease and some promises made to be broken, everything began to function again (as well as it could in a city like this). I wanted to see what the fuss was about.
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Wander
We Are Done
The strike is over: long exhale; happier thoughts. And who do we blame? * Note: I just learned in the middle of teaching a class that the STM (Société de transport de Montréal) ended their strike (well, the maintenance workers, at least). Things might shut down on the weekend, but all digits are crossed that this will be the new norm.
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Poets
