This is a long time coming. I scribbled down thoughts and reflections while I was in transit, forced onto the plane by police who were ordered to kick me out of their country. That was 2006, nearly 11 years ago. And now, later this month, some of those notes will be published in my first
I carry a notebook with me almost everywhere I go. I see each one filled as a new chapter completed. This one began in Nepal and ended in the US with the election. Here are some excerpts… — What is life? Life is the capacity for growth. It is our ability and desire to improve.
This is the prologue to my book-in-progress “Illegal.” It will be published in the 2014 UEA MA Creative Writing Anthology, out this week.
Grad school has been taking larger than usual chunks of my time lately. I’m also committed to updating this blog fairly consistently, so I’ll combine those things and list longer projects I’m working on for Grad school. – Post-war Nicaragua through the lens of conversations with a drug addicted gang member and a Christian revolutionary;
Memoir is the journey from protagonist to narrator and the distance between the two propel the book forward. I am only now beginning to understand this. All along I have been writing memoir like novel, trying to show arc solely within the protagonist. Writing is incredibly humbling because you are constantly realizing that there is