P-chan's messy head
You can disappear now.
“In a civilized society freedom to offend should be protected.” – Nigel Warburton “I’m not changing anything,” I said to Keith, standing tall with my palms pressing hard on his desk. “You literally asking me to tweak the truth.” Before he could say anything, I left his office, thinking to myself, who were Read More …
The last time I banged my head on purpose was during an argument with my dad. I’d said something that hurt my mother, and he was telling me off for it. Self-loathing is all I can remember. Anger issues are not pleasant; they are difficult to manage, especially if you have no healthy channels of Read More …
JESSE (Boston) His parents died today, he thought. The flickering stage lights were the reason why Jesse wore shades during his band’s show. The Gibson guitar felt heavier than usual, and he found himself skipping parts of his own lyrics. But the crowd was jumping and cheering all the same. He had played at Paradise Read More …
Afternoon naps usually come with vivid images, sometimes even shocking ones. It also happens that a dream repeats itself, putting you in an eerie place (which might not be the same place all the time), where you feel insecure, frightened and disoriented. I can’t describe that place, but the feeling is always the same — Read More …
The blame game goes on. In the media and in politics, they don’t call it racism. In the meantime, a Chinese lady takes a shit on a white family’s property. The appalled mother approaches the Chinese lady, who was probably doing her morning digestion walk, and her bowel movement went too fast. The mother films Read More …
You would think that this is the perfect time to apply for a remote worker job – a remote writer. In fact, I have almost forgotten (if not given up on) about writing. Things are not easy right now, even though they should be. I’m not working. I’m mapping out my business, which requires professional, Read More …
It’s not quite spring yet, but the warm sunshine tells you otherwise. We are back in Calgary–the city that is 1,084 metres above sea level. The air pressure here never bothered me until recently. Either the weather here has changed, or my body did. I just realised that this is my first blog post of Read More …
Reading short story DRIVE (2017). Click the link and hear the reading. Cheers.
“In the presence of extraordinary reality, the consciousness takes the place of imagination.” – Wallace Stevens. Crows are gathering on tall, leafless trees outside the library. Chill sunny days with dead leaves on the ground bring a sense of peace to my mind. However, it takes a long time for this peace to sink Read More …
NUHA Foundation only just posted my piece of writing. I entered a writing contest last month based on Foucault: “I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning.” – Michel Foucault. Discuss.” Read More …
