A Story for a Season

Can’t remember why I wrote this story, called ‘Toronto Rain’. It’s not like it happened to me, or that I’m in any way similar to either of the main characters. Those main characters have never met. They may never meet. One doesn’t even know the other exists. I think I find the story interesting because…

The Global South

You won’t read this because time zones. I fail to sleep in Dubai. I thought you couldn’t drink here… I was wrong. The Global South. The Global North. The reality is, no matter how we combat climate change, we’re going to do damage. People will be damaged. We are going to pay more for things.…

Wild Writers

Go to literary festivals. I never used to attend them. I had the following reasons: a) I’m not a real writer, b) everyone there is deserving, I am not, c) I don’t have time, d) Jupiter is not quite aligned with Mercury, and the gravitational divergence is killing me. I went to the Wild Writers…