“I never knew what hunger meant before…”
“I never knew what hunger meant before. I used to think hunger was that ache you got when you missed breakfast because you were running late to work. A stress relief one succumbed to when having a bad...
View ArticleWhen Adopted Before 22
Hello lovely traveler that by chance has come this way, Has it really been a year since last I wrote in my dear blog? Whatever put on pause my whimsical writer’s hopes and dreams? At what point did I...
View ArticleMore Than Just “Kinda Cool”
I saw a Dad at the train station today with two teenage daughters. One of the girls had an insane case of green hair that reminded me of Anne of Green Gables’ mishap. Both girls were chatty with their...
View ArticleHe Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
Remember the childish game of plucking daisy petals, one by one? The sure way to determine whether that special someone loved you or not. “She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me…she loves me...
View ArticleHow To Make An Iced Coffee Latte
I have this thing where I can’t decide to keep only ONE blog. So I have one for art and decor, and this one for all things book/writing related. It’s horrible SEO, I’m sure buuuut…they just don’t seem...
View ArticleThat Time I Gave A Fuck
Remember way back when, I used to give a fuck? Remember that time I said, There was no such thing as bad luck? I loved you dear friend, Your smile did me good. The precious gift of life, I thought we...
View ArticleThe Pink Dot Who Wanted To Be Normal
Once upon a time, there was a pink dot that wanted to be normal. It wasn’t that she had three eyes. It wasn’t that she had two heads. It’s just that she was a little different than the rest of her...
View ArticleOn Writer’s Block
Blink. Blink. Blink. Sometimes looking at the blinking cursor on your screen feels akin to staring at a heart monitor screen. Your entire life —the bane of your very existence— is dependent on that...
View ArticleOn Loving a She
“How does it work?” You asked me one day. “Are you girl, Is she the man? With you so soft, And she so tough?” “When did you know?” You went on to say. “That you loved a she, That you were…ahem…gay? You...
View ArticleUtsubora – The Story of a Novelist
You can thank the Kinokuniya Bookstore in Downtown Seattle for singlehandedly fueling a Manga addiction within me this year. (Although to be entirely honest, it all began when I read Habibi at my local...
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