When she’s not busy snacking, that is. And sometimes during. — Honestly, I tend not to reference myself in the third person — as though I am some omnipresent narrator observing myself from a faux leather recliner somewhere, a bowl of sweet and salty popcorn perched in my lap. To me, that would be like commentating the life of a parallel…

This week’s letter is “Y” — for you — You. Who are you? Who am I? Who are you? I’m a writer. Okay. What else? What…what do you mean what else? What else are you? Who else are you? I’m a writer. And… And a sister. And… Annnnnnnd…a ferret owner. … And a subscriber to The New York Times. …

Death really puts life into perspective, don’t it? — My uncle could die any minute now. I was with him two days ago, sitting with him, watching Friends with him (our favourite show) and holding his hand: for the last time in my life. He couldn’t speak. He could barely open his eyes. His whole body had shrunk several…

This Week I’m Chattering About “Z” — for Zeugma — Writers love writing. Writing words. Words formed by letters. All 26 of them, when written in the English language. Letters which are strung together in a definitive sequence that we know and love as the alphabet. And I’m a writer. Writing about writing. Using words. With letters in. So I…

This one’s for the immortality of the writerly folk — As a writer, you’ll know: with every word that you write, that’s several months shaved off your life. Our occupational hazard is the occupation itself. …

Curiosity might have killed the cat, but to the writer, it grants them 9 more lives — and the rest — NASA’s Curiosity rover was sent to Mars on a mission. To answer the question: is there life on there? Could there be? Is the environment right, the conditions survivable, the planet a potential for existence? On November 26th, 2011, this four-wheeled little wanderer set out on its adventure to figure…

A dark little poem — The Family Man, they call him, The engineer of entire lives. A diverse array of talents, his. He can make fathers, siblings, wives. They’d email in commissions, Request the family they desire. “We want three sons, one an Olympian,” “How much do you cost to hire?” At first he’d create…

There is a stark and stellar difference, my friend. — “Let’s make some memories.” That’s what it’s all about, right? Doing this, creating that, experiencing this, living that. We live that so we can look back on it. We do so that we can remember it. We experience so that we can learn from it. We create so that we…

Up. Looking Up. — A family member of mine has been given 2 years to live. His insides are riddled with cancer, setting up camp in a large majority of his main organs for a 2 year tenancy. The cancer is lucky to get to call such a good man its home. I’ve been…