She’s here to say goodbye. To stock up on memories and use them — as a shield, a safety rope, medicine — once she crosses the threshold of the unknown. Her feet sink into the powdered road dust. Up ahead, the red rock she used to be scared of crumbles in the sun and her… Continue reading The wish
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Researching photography
I'm not a photographer. Yet my novel In Focus, which I've been working on for the last three years, is about photography. A young, fascinating art that I'm slowly beginning to comprehend through books and essays, in exhibition halls and galleries, magazines, the internet. Still, reading about photography is my most trusted guide. The Decisive Moment… Continue reading Researching photography
Aladdin’s Cave
Seven years ago, I enrolled in my first creative writing course — Coursera’s Writing for Young Readers: Opening the Treasure Chest. It ticked all the boxes: it was for beginners, online, and free. I thought I’d write for children. I thought it’d be easy. Little did I know I had entered Aladdin’s cave. For my… Continue reading Aladdin’s Cave
Flowers for Meredith
Is it February Seventeenth?, Manu wonders, standing on the kerb of Church street. The flowers in his hand, where did he get them from? Not from the Pharmacy, he hasn’t crossed the street yet. Wild daisies with curly roots and soil stuck to them. From the riverbank then, he thinks, but has no recollection of… Continue reading Flowers for Meredith
Surprise!
‘Hey! Who’s there?’ ‘So, you came. I knew you would. Don’t be scared, come closer. There’s no one else.’ ‘Boss? Is that you? What do you want?’ ‘Always the control freak, aren’t you?’ ‘I’m the control freak? Meet me in the abandoned car park at ten thirty tonight. Who the hell leaves notes like that?… Continue reading Surprise!
First Date
‘The bandages would go off in a week,’ you say. I don’t know your voice yet, but I know how to trust it. It reverberates in me, in that forgotten place kept for new love. New love, at fifty-six? ‘Just rest for now, all right?’ It’s a musical voice, a baritone? No, brighter, a velvety… Continue reading First Date