My Name’s Mak, but you can call me Mak

Hello, bloggers. I’ve been meaning to introduce myself for a while now. I wasn’t sure where to begin or what to say, which is quite a predicament to be in for someone who yaks as much as I do. But I wanted to say just the right thing, and chasing perfection led to a close, personal relationship developing between my fingers and the delete button. I left the page’s tab open for days, and then finally gave up and hit the button. But I think it’s the right time to get over myself and say howdy.

As the title says, my name is Mak. It’s short for something, but I can’t let you know what that is until I shake the authorities of an unnamed country off my tail. Apparently it’s a serious crime to mistake a sidewalk for a bike lane in that place, something I did inadvertently on my morning walks. One otherwise lovely morning, I made a sudden teeter into the incorrect path when a very displeased looking woman behind me on a bike came to a last second halt so as to not, you know, end my life. “I’m calling the authorities!” she yelled at me. At least I think that’s what she yelled. I don’t speak her language so I have no earthly idea what it was she was saying. I just apologized profusely, and went on my way.

In my defense, I’m from Ottawa and I’ve pretty much been driving my whole life … err, I mean I’ve been driving since I was 16 and legally permitted to be behind the wheel of a car! What I mean to say is that I’m a bit of an amateur when it comes to BIKE LIFE. It just isn’t as big of a deal here as it is in other countries. They tell me it has something to do with the ground being held hostage under several feet of snow for five months out of the year, and it not exactly producing the most conducive of environments for cycling.

So what does Mak do? Well, when she’s not speaking in the third person, she blogs at There’s no clear cut theme to my blog, it’s a little all over the place, and I’m trying to find a rhythm. If there are a few topics I’ve tended to touch upon more than others they’d probably be music and travel. I’m also regularly participating in the Daily Post’s word of the day challenges. The most important thing for me when it comes to writing these days is to get as much practice as possible. Even if it’s word vomit splattered across a page. I’m hoping to one day hack it as a writer. I’m just trying to work out what it is I really want to say. A blog is a good place for that kind of searching, I reckon.

Feel free to check out my blog, follow me (I follow back!) and drop me a line in the comments sometime. You can also find me tweeting at, and lurking on instagram at Speaking of which, here’s a picture of me in Paris in September striking a totally normal and natural pose. Photo cred goes to my best friend Camille, the loveliest girl in all of Paris.