Books owned: Drown, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, This is How You Lose Her
Music swelled and rose above the thick bouquet of coffee without drowning out Tsukiko’s tinkling laughter. She put down her phone, holding it only in slight nervousness, and gave James a look of genuine warmth. James felt a plume of euphoria as he witnessed those cute little dimples form in her cheeks. Her voice was lilted with Japanese formality yet hearing her chuckle made her seem so different. Read More
Well, it finally happened. I managed to finish the second draft of Cupid Painted Blind. Yeah, studio applause and all that, but it’s not all celebratory. I’ve been thinking of what’s changed since I began the first draft back in July and it’s weird how much has changed. Everything is moving forward and with every triumph and setback, you realize that’s what separates writers from people who simply just talk about writing. To begin… Read More
Books Owned: The Corrections, Freedom, How To Be Alone
I have a few authors I hold in such high regard that I want my prose to rival theirs.
Books owned: White Teeth, NW, Swing Time
This is something I’m trying out as a way of compensating for my lack of short stories. Draft II of my first novel is going great but I wanted to take some time out to post about some of my favourite authors. I’ll begin with England’s own Zadie Smith. Read More
Hey all. Read More
He begged, he prayed but the clouds broke with the fulfilled promise of rain.
An Alsatian leapt into the green, chasing the butterfly in a joyous yet fruitless endeavour. Sarah, whose name was randomly decided when they gained ownership of her as a puppy, gave up on the fleeing insect and instead waited on what to do next. A plump woman with a French Bulldog cast a wary look her way before turning left at the forked path and leaving Sarah to await her company.
They were draped in blue, a beautiful blue that only few ever saw. Upon those stained satin sheets, she smiled as his hands pressed down on her throat. She did not struggle as the world around her misted, instead she smiled.
Well… this is divisive, don’t you think? Read More