I’m one of those men people often take wrong. They think I’m not paying attention. They underestimate my intelligence. Once I speak up, they call me crazy behind my back. I’m all right with that. It works in my favor. Let them think what they like. I love being me. It’s fun. I’m never bored. I say dream big; it’s never too late to try.A… Read More

The cult in the snowThere is a kind of cold that belongs to Canada alone. It gets into the bones and stays. Men build strange things in that kind of weather. Some build cabins. Some build churches. Some build little secret empires in basements and rented houses, where the curtains stay drawn and the lights stay low and the truth never sees a window… Read More

Roy Dawson had always been the quiet one in the back of the classroom. With thick glasses perched on his nose and a notebook filled with scribbles, he seemed unassuming to most. But beneath that unremarkable exterior lay a genius—a mind brimming with creativity and brilliance that few ever took the time to notice. For years, he felt like a ghost … Read More