Lindsay DeMerchantinShort Takes and StoriesThe Heart of an ApartmentAll that can be heard in my apartment is the dull thud of the dryer.Dec 4, 2015Dec 4, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantinShort Takes and StoriesThe Music Won’t Cut itI was sitting at the kitchen table with my computer open when my roomate walked through the front door. He looked at me with a slight grin…Dec 3, 2015Dec 3, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantThe Music Won’t Cut itI was sitting at the kitchen table with my computer open when my roomate walked through the front door. He looked at me with a slight grin…Nov 24, 2015Nov 24, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantinShort Takes and StoriesLife’s ListsA woman once told me to make three lists: one of what you never want to be, one of what you think people want you to be, and one of your…Nov 24, 2015Nov 24, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantinShort Takes and StoriesKathy with a KThere’s a small shoe store on the corner of Carleton and Queen Street in downtown Fredericton. Behind the display walls are boxes stacked…Nov 24, 2015Nov 24, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantinShort Takes and StoriesA Day in the Life of a Bus DriverA day in the life of a bus driver is mundane and set in concrete, driving the same routes, trapped in a long rectangular box. They turn the…Nov 24, 2015Nov 24, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantThirsty for SunlightMy apartment sometimes feels like a dungeon. It’s a small three bedroom basement apartment in a duplex in Skyline Acres. Of the six windows…Nov 18, 2015Nov 18, 2015
Lindsay DeMerchantCreatures in the DarknessI slept with my mom a lot when I was a kid. Pretty much until I was 10.Nov 18, 2015Nov 18, 2015
