Hey, two things I’m involved with (Vocamus Writers Community  and Gordon Hill Press & The Porcupine’s Quill) are collaborating to hold the 2nd annual Holiday Book Tasting on Monday December 15, 7:00 PM, at The Hive.

The event will feature readings by local poets Jerry Prager and myself (it will serve as the launch for my new chapbook, burow, a nest, a lea stone from above / ground) from the new chapbook), some tasty introductions to books from Gordon Hill Press & The Porcupine’s Quill, free treats, and hot drinks for sale.

I am launching my new chapbook, a burrow, a nest a lea stone (above/ground press, 2025) this Saturday December 29, 2:00 PM, at the Elora Public Library. I’m launching with Tom Vaine and Jerry Prager. There will be treats too, so come for the food and stay for the books.

I’ll also have copies of my previous chapbook there, Microchimaera (Baseline Press, 2024), because my wonderful publisher Karen Schindler worked her magic to get it back in stock. If you were one of those pestering me for a copy, you can drop on by and grab one.

The event details are here.

So, my chapbook, Microchimaera, won the 2025 pbNichol Chapbook Award yesterday. I woke up this morning and it was still true.

I am very thankful to Karen Schindler at Baseline Press for publishing the book so beautifully, to my mom, MJ Gordon, for creating the cover art, and to the many poet-friends who provided editorial suggestions big and small.I am also very thankful for my wife and kids. The book is for and about the things we lived together.

Some people have been texting about where they can get copies. I am all out myself, but you can order through Baseline Press – https://www.baselinepress.ca/shop/microchimaera-luke-hill-2024 .

My chapbook, Microchimaera published last year by Karen Schindler at Baseline Press, with cover art from my mom, MJ Gordon, is a finalist for the 2025 pbNichol Chapbook Award.

The judge’s citation, from MA|DE and Kevin Spenst, reads, “Stunningly strange and fantastically complex, the sequence of Jeremy Luke Hill’s Microchimaera twists personal parenthood and creaturely biology into a single poetic helix. Obsession begets repetition, and mundane life reiterates into myth, in a multi-headed song of blood in which “past lives die always, trail their dead selves / like angels of history trail refuse of time, / sloughing off dead cells and empty eggshells.” These are poems to appreciate on a first reading, discover on a second, and learn from in all subsequent reads.”

You can get your copy here.

a burrow, a nest, a lea stone is now available for purchase. You can get your copy here.

If you’re in the Toronto, you’ll be able to pick up a copy from above/ground press directly at the Gap Riot Small Press Fair on Saturday November 1, or at the Meet the Presses Indie Literary Market on Sunday November 2.

If you’re in the Guelph area, they’ll be available from Vocamus Writers Community at the Book Bash Festival on Sunday November 9.

I haven’t written here in a while, because too many reasons, but I discovered something today, and I don’t know what else to do with it, so here goes.

Last year about this time I was diagnosed with a non-alcoholic fatty liver, which means I’m supposed to avoid (among many, many other things) butter fats. Given my strong belief that virtually every dish can be improved by the addition of cheese and / or (probably and) butter, this has caused considerable culinary trauma in my life.

For example, for breakfast almost every morning I eat steel-cut oats with mixed berries (thawed from frozen), protein powder, and creatine powder. These ingredients alone, however, produce a mixture that has a grainy texture, because the powdered supplements don’t easily emulsify. To improve mouth feel (and flavour, obviously), I had been adding a substantial spoonful of butter, which would melt, emulsify the powders, and make for a much more satisfying breakfast. Because butter makes better.

But now? No butter. No better.

For the last year, I’ve been stoically eating my gritty oatmeal (and sometimes cheating on a weekend), when I got an idea – what if I substituted olive oil (a permissible fat) for the butter? And it worked! Sort of. The mouth feel was so much better, but the flavour was admittedly more olive-y (new word for you there) than I would have liked.

Still, I would gladly have lived with that trade-off for the foreseeable future if I hadn’t had a second idea this morning – what about grape seed oil? And I have to say, I’m a bit of a genius. The grape seed oil produces a mouth feel that’s just as satisfying, but its flavour is so delicate that it almost goes unnoticed. If I hadn’t been looking for it, I probably would have missed it entirely. Not butter, but delicious.

So, there you have it. The world is still full of insoluble crises, but at least I solved your oatmeal.

Hey Guelphies (and assorted neighbours), if Dundas is a bit far to go for a reading, you’re in luck. I’ll also be launching my new chapbook, Microchimaera, right here in Guelph. I’ll be joining Vocamus Writers Community authors Kinnery Chaparrel, James Nowak, and Jacob Wilde, on Wednesday August 28, at 6:30 PM, in the outdoor learning pavilion at GCVI.

Some seating is available, but maybe bring a chair or a blanket or both. And bring a thermos of tea or coffee with you too. We’re starting to get into those chilly fall evenings.

Also, of you can’t make it to either Dundas or Guelph, you can still get your copy of the chapbook directly from Baseline Press – https://www.baselinepress.ca/shop/microchimaera-luke-hill-2024. Or you can make arrangements with me directly at jeremylukehill@gmail.com.

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