Books travel with us our whole lives whether it be a textbook from school or our favourite novel that we re-read each year. For me, books are a huge part of my life. I use them every day, write about, think about them, buy them, and collect them. While there has never been an official … Continue reading
As Shakespeare once said, “To self-publish or not to self-publish… that is the question!” Okay, so I may be paraphrasing here, but Shakespeare’s original line from Hamlet is not far from my own feelings today: indecision. Granted, my question does not deal with suicide, it does however, deal with a different type of death, creative … Continue reading
I have my Father’s eyes Almost green-grey. I have my Father’s height. I have his love of reading books. I have his impatience. I have his nose. I have my Father’s fierce loyalty. I have his toes. I have my Father’s fine, wispy hair. I have my Father’s bad eyesight. For that, I have glasses. … Continue reading
It is not that often that I read plays. Sometimes they work well as literary texts and other times, it is just better to see them live. Serious Money, by Caryl Churchill, is for me, a play that falls into the latter category. Mainly because of jumps in speech, the singing, and the fast pace … Continue reading
The Long Night of the Museums is an event that happens annually throughout many European countries. Whether you’re an avid museum/art gallery goer or not, this is an amazing night to immerse yourself in art of every form. Many museums offer food and drinks, special events, interactive shows, free tours, and parties. All for 25CHF, … Continue reading
Grief is grief. There are no Grief Olympics were families and friends compete for the prize of feeling the most shit about losing the person they loved. Posting “RIP” on Facebook does not make you better or worse than someone who doesn’t. Continue reading
“So there are people trying to cure cancer and you just talk about books all day?”
“If you have to practice singing and piano so much every day, you mustn’t be very good.”
“If you were any good at what you do, you’d be famous by now.”
“Don’t you want to do something that contributes to the world?” Continue reading
It has already been said that Ishiguro’s novel is a beautiful study of Englishness. The book for me, like all of Ishiguro’s works I have read, is extremely soothing to read. Somehow, Ishiguro has a way with words that not only calms, but also excites the reader. The book spans not only six days of … Continue reading
I recently re-read The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. The book has been a favourite of mine, but this time around I really felt the book spoke to me in a way. Academia and I have a complicated relationship. I love to study and learn, and I also love to share that knowledge with fellow … Continue reading
I am not sure that I can say this with much certainty, but I think the chickens preferred adventure novels best. I remember reading them passages from Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, The Jungle Book, and Charlotte’s Web. The adventure novels, I thought, helped the chickens relax. With each word I could see their feathers flatten, their walk become a little slower, and their clucks morph into a strange purr. The chickens and I were adventurers at heart. Continue reading
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