Crying in the Truck

A video blog project

Road blog day one. I'm on the ferry to Vancouver Island and it is beautiful out there but so noisy on deck you can't hear over the boat and the waves. Will post ocean pics in the comments for you.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Crying in the Truck Episode #4: Thank you for today, Alberni District Secondary School, for having me at your pro D day. Thank you to Hartman and Stephanie especially, and to each and every teacher who put their hand up or their hearts out there today to be a part of our discussions. I'm grateful for the opportunity to do this work with you.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Friday, February 17, 2017

Crying In The Truck Episode 7: "Why Am I Wearing So Much Blue Today?", the prison guard dispatch.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Crying in the Truck episode #10: "Road Vertigo" wherein I pace my apartment and perform small short tasks while my emotions catch up to me. Also I note that I need a haircut.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Crying in the Truck episode #13: "This One is For Cyrus."

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Crying in the Truck Season Two Episode Two: “Miss Edgar and Miss Cramps School for Girls.” Miss Edgar's and Miss Cramp's School

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Thursday, October 26, 2017

Crying in the Truck dispatch #2.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Thursday, February 16, 2017

Crying in the Truck dispatch #5: "Periodically".

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Saturday, February 18, 2017

Crying In The Truck Episode 8: "Luck Lucky Luck."

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Crying In The Truck episode #11: "GOODDAYSIR,ISAIDGOODDAY!"

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Crying in the Truck Episode 14: "We'll Be Right Back, There's Been a Scrap."

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Thursday, April 13, 2017

Crying in the Truck episode #3: Possible Sasquatch Sighting.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Friday, February 17, 2017

Crying In The Truck Episode #6: My Morning Commute. On my way to Nanaimo for a keynote, a workshop, and then a gig for the youth at 3pm today, then back home tonight to get ready to leave for Alberta. I like Nanaimo, even though it's a bit full of ghosts for me, from when I got kicked out of school at FH in grade 11 in Whitehorse and went to live with my grandmother on Rosamond St. and went to NDSS. My first experience being truly truly lonely and away from everything I knew. Also when I seriously started playing horn for hours and hours every day. Not a coincidence.

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Monday, February 20, 2017

Crying In The Truck Episode 9: "This and That in Medicine Hat".

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Thursday, February 23, 2017

Crying In The Truck episode #12: "Would An Incandescent Light In Here Kill Anyone I Mean Seriously?"

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Friday, March 24, 2017

Crying in the Truck - season 2, episode 1: "Telling Myself Why I Do This".

Posted by Ivan Coyote on Tuesday, October 17, 2017

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Ivan Coyote
Well this just touched my heart. It did.When I was young and struggling to figure out who I was, I stumbled upon a book called #BoysLikeHer I bought it because one of my favorite musicians, Lyndell Montgomery, was one of the authors. It’s a really fascinating book. The subtitle is Transfictions. It’s a collection of short stories and poems, some of which are based in reality, some of which are true, and some of which are completely made up, and you don’t really get tipped off as to which are which. The four authors were collectively known as a performance group called, Taste This. Each of the four had a slightly different sexual identity. Anna was high femme. Zöe was androgynous but generally fell to the more feminine side. Lyndell was a boi. And Ivan... Ivan was butch AF. Mostly, I identified with Zöe and Lyndell, but part of my heart was with Ivan, and there was always this one picture of Ivan that spoke to me. Something about it felt deeply resonant with who I was on the inside.Tonight I walked past my bedroom mirror and glanced over and I saw Ivan. It was the strangest thing. I had to go to the bookshelf and find the book to confirm. Yup. It’s strange how something as simple as a picture in a book can bed down in your psyche so hard that 20 years later it surfaces as an outward expression. I still don’t consider myself butch, nor do I claim any label at all. I’m just a Barb. But I’m also a bit of an Ivan, whatever that means. I’m grateful that I found that book when I was young. It taught me a very important lesson. It’s ok to be whoever you really are and to embrace your complexity, and to realize that in some ways you are a beautiful mosaic of everyone to whom you’ve ever felt connected.Ivan Coyote 💚 ... See MoreSee Less