My echo chamber

For what feels like an eternity, I've been grappling with whether I have anything of substance to share beyond my first novel. Will it be an indulgent rant of self-pity, or will it honour the human struggle? Am I invested in it the way I was with the first novel? Or is the tedious repetition [...]

Farewell, it wasn’t fun

Goodbye to a year that has defined new depths of beauty and pain, and left its mark somewhere adrift between the two, leaving an ambivalence of hope and hopelessness, where once there was certainty.Nothing changes after midnight tonight. But the token of 2021 may give some hope, while the rest brace themselves for a continuation [...]