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Community Verification. Top Story - February 2025.
Dear Vocal Fam, In light of DK Shepherd's article on the pervasiveness of AI infiltrating our community, I have been brainstorming ways we can turn this problem around and I think the simplest solution might actually have a silver lining! First a quote to show you in a brief snapshot of what was discovered:
By Call Me Les2 years ago in Writers
The Moment That Changed Everything Challenge Winners
In today’s world, change happens fast—and sometimes, it takes just one moment to send ripples across lives, communities, and even the globe. This challenge asked Vocal creators to explore the pivotal moments that define our time.
By Vocal Curation Team2 years ago in Resources
Reading Canada Reads: When The Pine Needles Fall. Top Story - February 2025.
Welcome back to my Reading Canada Reads series, where I take you all along as I attempt to read as much of the Canada Reads longlist as I possibly can. This year’s theme: one book to change the narrative.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in BookClub
Help Wanted: AI Vigilante Task Force. Top Story - February 2025.
I was on the fence about whether I should write this piece or not. But I decided to do it. I don't want it to be an angry tirade and I am aiming to keep my emotions in check, but it would be dishonest to say I’m not upset.
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Writers
Childish Semantics. Top Story - February 2025.
Jenny, an inquisitive eight-year-old, took pride in discovering new words. From the day she learned to read, she exhausted her parents with endless questions about their meaning. This prompted a gift. An urgent gift in the form of a pocket-sized dictionary.
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Fiction
FEBRUARY - 1963. Top Story - February 2025.
February -, 1963 My dearest Meg, I know you’re wondering why I didn’t date this letter. There’s a good reason for that I’m hoping you’ll be reading this by Valentine’s Day but knowing how slow the mail moves around here, there’s no way to be sure. I wish I was there to take you to a fancy restaurant, buy you a box of chocolates, and a very large bouquet of red roses. My, wonderful, darling, Meg, I miss you so much.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
