ESSAYS Archives - Vicki McLeod
November 7, 2022
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What Are You Doing Here wins second prize in PRISM International 2022 CNF contest

Ivan Coyote called it "powerful and poetic". In this piece I grapple with a question that haunted my childhood: What are you doing here? Honoured to have this work acknowledged by PRISM International magazine.
July 9, 2022
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All My Love, Alex: Second Prize Winner EVENT Literary Magazine

"In 1961 my mother committed my father to Crease Clinic, at what was then known as Essondale, the Hospital for the Mind. This was a euphemistic title for what is usually called a mental institution or lunatic asylum." This is the opening from All My Love, Alex, the second-prize winner in Event Poetry and Prose Magazine's 2021 Creative Non Fiction contest.
January 16, 2022
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Long Listed for the BC-Yukon Creative Nonfiction Prize

Leave With What You Came With is long listed for the BC Federation of Writers 2021 Literary Contest in the Creative Nonfiction category. This work is essentially a braided essay. It is a glimpse into the story of my father's institutionalization in a mental hospital in 1961.
January 5, 2022
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Passages: A Prose Poem

How do you tell time? What signals mark the significant passages in our lives? Weather, nature, the aging body. Time is its own poetry.
October 17, 2021
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Here, Little Fishy…

On a macro level, there is a big global change going on. Change happens on the micro level, too. Who is this stress-crafting woman, awake before light to swim in a frigid dawn, sewing as the midwinter afternoon darkens, crocheting by moonlight?
October 1, 2021
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Phases of Pandemic Life: The Stratigraphy of Identity Change

The objects we surround ourselves with express identity or meaning, revealing what matters to us. The things we collect, gather, curate and display speak to us, and also for us.
May 14, 2021

2020 BC-Yukon Flash Fiction Winner

My people came down from the mountains, brittle ghosts armed with blades and hacksaws. They were big eared, small-footed and had red-knuckled hands. They carried no expectations. The men were tough and canny, ready with violence, religiously upright, but secret drunks.
March 2, 2021

The Sea and Me: Wild Swimming

Immersing my body into the cold sea, brings me to the present moment. That moment contains sky and sea, and the wonder of being able to do the hard thing.
August 7, 2017

The Suitcase Man

A morning story, in which the nature of purpose and determination  is explored, while essayists and poets stick their noses in. We discover what may or may not belong in a suitcase.