Sonia Saikaley

Author and Poet

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What a night!

Posted on 15 July, 2017 at 6:45 Comments comments (0)

What a lovely evening of poetry and music! Thanks so much to all those who were able to make it out to Octopus Books. I am so grateful for your support! Special thanks to the other performers Claudia Radmore, Ryoko Itabashi and Guy Simser. A huge thanks to Pearl Pirie for being such a delightful Emcee. Special thanks to Pei-Ju at Octopus Books for all her help. And to my amazing publicist Renee Knapp and publisher Inanna Publications!


A Year in Japan

Posted on 9 July, 2017 at 17:35 Comments comments (0)

So wonderful and grateful to be featured in Artsfile! Many thanks to Paul Gessell for his support. Enjoy!


http://artsfile.ca/a-year-in-japan-captured-in-new-book-of-poetry-by-ottawas-sonia-saikaley/

A Samurai's Pink House has entered the world!

Posted on 27 May, 2017 at 19:05 Comments comments (0)

After a fabulous launch in Toronto, my new poetry collection “A Samurai’s Pink House” has entered the world! Thanks to those who were able to attend the launch. Your support meant a great deal to me. I would also like to thank my amazing editor Luciana Ricciutelli for her excellent work on my book and for believing in this collection. Big thanks to Renée Knapp, publicist extraordinaire! And to the rest of the gang at Inanna Publications. A special thanks to Val Fullard for the beautiful cover.

If you would like to buy a copy of the book, you can order one from your local bookseller (in Ottawa, I would recommend Octopus Books in the Glebe or Perfect Books on Elgin Street).

The book is also available through my publisher Inanna Publications (https://www.inanna.ca/index.php/catalog/samurais-pink-house/), Amazon.ca (https://www.amazon.ca/Samurais-Pink-House-Sonia-Saikaley/dp/1771333812/ref=sr_1_1/131-8911878-6986765?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1495926521&sr=1-1) and Chapters (https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/en-ca/books/a-samurais-pink-house/9781771333818-item.html?ikwsec=Books&ikwidx=0).

Thanks so much everyone for your support on this amazing journey!

To the chirping birds!

Posted on 25 April, 2017 at 5:40 Comments comments (0)

Hi everyone,

Spring is finally upon us! New beginnings, new adventures, new stories…and, of course, the chirping birds! Check out my recently published stories in Rigorous and The Peacock Journal. I am so grateful to the editors of these beautiful journals. Happy Spring! Enjoy!

http://www.rigorous-mag.com/v1i2/sonia-saikaley.html

http://peacockjournal.com/sonia-saikaley-birds-nest/



Spring Thought

Posted on 3 December, 2016 at 9:00 Comments comments (0)

Although we are starting winter in Ottawa, here's some inspiration that spring is only a few months away :) ...this poem is part of my forthcoming poetry collection “A Samurai’s Pink House” with Inanna Publications. Check it out if the spirit moves you. Thanks so much to Every Day Poems for featuring this poem!

 

http://www.everywritersresource.com/poemeveryday/spring-in-northern-japan-by-sonia-saikaley/

The Halloween Poem

Posted on 31 October, 2016 at 6:10 Comments comments (0)

I don’t know when my dream was born. Maybe it was born when I wrote a poem about Halloween. The poem was part of a high school assignment. I can’t remember the title now nor any of the words. There was something about the Monster Mash, I think. Age has erased some of my memories. But I still have that dream.


We all have dreams.


My dream is as big as my big Lebanese family. Perhaps as messy as well like homemade baklava, oozing sweetness and toothaches. My parents, Lebanese immigrants, couldn’t read or write in English. They never told me to dream big, but expressed it in actions by coming to another country and starting all over. Maybe my mother had planted my dream inside of me when we were once one.


I could have died before I arrived in this land of glacial landscapes and towering maple trees. My mom had a difficult pregnancy when she carried me. Somehow the umbilical cord became entangled around my neck. Ah, this momentary lack of oxygen could explain a few things! Seriously, my eldest sisters recounted how the doctors saved me and how my mother was fairly ill afterwards, thus, prompting my father to bring over my maternal grandmother from Lebanon to care for us. Sito wasn’t used to Canadian winters, but she bundled herself up with layer upon layer and managed to find a way to live in a place that was so different from her own home. When my grandmother left, I screamed, “Mama! Mama!” I thought she was my mother and she was leaving me. My sisters said I cried like a baby at the airport. I was only one. Still a baby after all. That memory would end up in an unpublished novel stuffed in an old box in the basement. But my dream didn’t die like I didn’t die that day in the early seventies.


I don’t know how my dream of being a writer was born. Somehow I found my way to words. I remember the picture books in my pediatrician’s waiting room. Curious George was my favourite because my sisters often called me ‘monkey’ when I was growing up (I once climbed trees too!). I admired this adventurous little monkey. Then there was the public library where I roamed. I loved the musty books describing settings that were beyond the life I had in Ottawa. As a child, I read everything from Judy Blume to Mary Shelley, even read my sister’s Jackie Collins books and learned about the birds and bees with those erotic and hot scenes. When I was a teenager, I read Alice Walker, John Steinbeck, Margaret Laurence and J.D. Salinger. I don’t know how my dream of being a writer emerged, but it did. I wrote poems for my friends and we’d have a good laugh at the rhymes I’d come up with. I wish I still had my poem about Halloween. As part of this class assignment, we also had to read the poem out loud. For me, public speaking was a horrific experience, minus scary masks and fake blood. But when it was all over, my classmates clapped and cheered as if I were a rock star. Maybe my dream was born then. Throughout high school, I wrote poems and then after university, I ventured into the world of short stories. I submitted pieces to magazines without any success. Then slowly a poem or story would get published. Time passed. I took writing courses. More time passed. Months turned to years and soon I was on the cusp of turning forty without a book contract. Where was my dream? My dream seemed impossible. There were times I wanted to give up that dream that was as big as my big Lebanese family.


Then one day I saw this literary contest and made a deal with God. “God,” I begged. “I don’t know what to do. Please give me a sign. If I win this contest, I will keep writing. But if I don’t, is it okay if I give up?” My eyes stung with tears. I crossed my face and got up from my knees. Exhausted, I fell into a deep sleep.


The next day before the sun rose, I started writing about a young Lebanese man who had a dream. In pain, in tears, in hope, I wrote. The deadline was in three weeks. Somewhere along the years my dream unravelled. It happened slowly like the fraying of a sweater. My dream was now like cheap fabric. But cheap fabric could be mended, no? I wrote and wrote until I had a novella and met the contest’s deadline. I had no time to proofread. I slipped the manuscript in an envelope and sent it off.


Time passed. Leaves turned a brilliant scarlet. Halloween was a month away. An email appeared in my inbox. It was from a publisher in Toronto. When I read it, my eyes teared. I looked up and thanked God. I had made it.


Here’s to dreams! Happy Halloween, everyone!

 

A Samurai's Pink House

Posted on 29 October, 2016 at 15:45 Comments comments (0)

Several years ago I had the wonderful opportunity to teach English in Japan through the JET Programme. I tried to capture the beauty and mystery of Japan by composing poems which would later become a part of my forthcoming poetry collection "A Samurai's Pink House". Here's a sneak peek of that collection due out in May 2017: 

https://www.amazon.ca/Samurais-Pink-House-Sonia-Saikaley/dp/1771333812/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1477649401&sr=1-2

Thank you to Inanna Publications and the kind people in Japan who made my experience there so memorable! 

To Unplug or not to unplug?

Posted on 21 June, 2016 at 17:50 Comments comments (0)

I recently participated in a Q&A at Howlarium with Jason Howell. Check it out:

http://www.howlarium.com/


Thanks to Jason for this! 

Reading at Octopus Books in Ottawa

Posted on 12 June, 2016 at 10:35 Comments comments (0)

Thanks to everyone who came out to the reading! Your support meant a great deal to me. Thanks so much to Octopus Books, especially Pei-Ju, for hosting a fantastic event and to Inanna Publications for inviting me. It was an honour and pleasure to read with Ann Elizabeth Carson and Anita Kushwaha. Check out their new books “Laundry Lines: A Memoir in Stories and Poems” and “The Escape Artist”. Here are some photos from the event. Enjoy!


From Ruins to Hope

Posted on 1 June, 2016 at 20:40 Comments comments (0)

Check out my review of "Life Class" by Ann Charney. 

https://canadianwritersabroad.com/2016/06/01/from-ruins-to-hope/


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