My name is Rhonda Douglas and I am a poet, editor and fiction author living in Ottawa, Canada.
I help writers finish their books and create a writing life they love.
Iāve known I was a writer since I was 9 years old, when I got a gold star on a writing assignment about my brother. My mother still has that story saved in a blue scrapbook in the basement. (Thanks Mom!)
Iām the author of Welcome to the Circus: Stories (Freehand Books, 2015), Some Days I Think I Know Things: The Cassandra Poems, (Signature Editions, 2008) and a poetry chapbook How to Love a Lonely Man (Apt 9 Press, 2013).
My poems and stories have been published in literary journals in Canada and overseas, and Iāve also published some non-fiction.
Iāve won a few awards for my work: the Diana Brebner Award from Arc Poetry Magazine (for poetry), the Far Horizons Award from The Malahat Review (also poetry), as well as short story prizes from Room Magazine and Prairie Fire Magazine, and Iāve been short-listed for several other awards and prizes.
Truly, I am an English Lit nerd, with a B.A. from the University of Ottawa. In 2011, I received my Master of Fine Arts in Creative Writing degree from the University of British Colombia. I am also an alumna of the Humber School for Writers and the Banff Writing Studio.
For ten years, I was on the Editorial Board of Arc Poetry Magazine, and the Poetry Editor there from 2015-2017.
For every story and poem published, or award Iāve won, there must be at least a dozen rejections. Those hurt like hell, and I aināt gonna lie, sometimes they also kept me from writing. I had to learn how to keep going.
In my writing life, itās been very rare for me to actually have āfree timeā to write. (Free time: HAHAHAHAHA, so funny... sob.) Over the years, Iāve gotten really good at getting the writing done despite the lack of time and in spite of the inevitable rejection.
When I was a teenager, I filled journal after journal with some Very Bad Poems and a few false story starts. On a whim I submitted a poem Iād written for my grandfather to a poetry contest and it won a small prize. They gave me actual CASH MONEY and my mom and I got to go to a fancy ceremony at the Arts and Culture Centre in St. Johnās, Newfoundland. I remember loving the dress I wore, which my mom had made from a Laura Ashley pattern. (The ā80s. You should have seen the size of my eyeglasses.)
Gold stars, cash money and momās pride: that is some seriously addictive stuff and it kept me going for a long time.
In my twenties, I kept writing in my journals, but mostly kept it secret in pretty boxes bought specifically for that purpose. It took me years to get up the nerve to take my first writing workshop.
Workshops led to writing retreats and eventually more formal programmes like the Humber School for Writers and the MFA in Creative Writing at UBC. I made some writer friends and found a sense of community, as well as a great writing group for short stories. Along the way, I ran a reading series for a while and then became involved in a national poetry magazine.
I eventually moved away from secret scribbling and into seriously studying and publishing my work. This took all the time and support I could manage, while working full-time and raising my daughter.
All that to say that if you are a writer who struggles to get to the page, to feel confident in your work and continue to write in the middle of EVERYTHING ELSE going on in your life, you're in the right place. You'll find the inspiration and resources you need here to help you get your writing done.
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