I have undertaken to write as many essays - near or upwards of 1000 words for this site - as I can muster in the next few months. This is partly because I am tired with the unchallenging, dull nature of writing such short pieces as I have been lately and also because it seems … Continue reading On Essay Writing
Now that I am in my final year at Queen's, I have entered into an endless cycle of self-reflection. It's probably borne of the fact that I feel so utterly different from when I first came here. The most obvious example of which is that I though I wanted to be a radiologist entering school … Continue reading Five Year Plans
I am concerned that writing is becoming a lifestyle. What I mean, simply, is that I am not anymore just someone who writes - as I've been for awhile now. What I am is a fucking writer. This idea first came to mind when a friend of mine commented that I seemed less concerned with … Continue reading Writerly Things Cont.
I am not a morning person, but that's not to say I am a night owl either. This is one of life's many fallacious binaries. I woke up really early today, and I guess that's why I'm thinking of this. I don't feel like mundane things are beneath me, I just don't really understand them. … Continue reading Mornings
For anyone interested, my article can be found here : http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2017-09-28/lifestyle/dealing-with-loss-of-my-dad/
I am reading 'Americanah' right now, as you might know from my last post. It's a beautiful book that has left me curious over my fate as a writer. I am not saying I've given up with that dream, for that would be silly. But, I need to constantly affirm my dedication to this life … Continue reading Better Writers Than I or: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the WaitÂ
So, another summer has passed. I have come to appreciate seasons more and more as I get older. I'm not saying I am old but rather I have more freedom and so there's something unstoppably refreshing about change. Change means action, it means getting a grip on yourself. It's very easy, especially while still living … Continue reading Summer and School: Nothing in Particular
The other day I visited the Melk Abbey in Austria. It was about an hour train ride to the town from Vienna, the Abbey itself was visible above the entire town like some shining Sun with it's brilliant yellow exterior. Stift Melk, as it's known in German, was reconstructed in Baroque effervescence in the mid-18th … Continue reading Perspective in Melk Abbey
Sarah Bernhardt Comes From Paris, Do you? Je sais que tu comprends, tu as vu le video come moi. It spoke of Mucha and his muses, his girls - first to be lusted then the result of love - how do I love thee, mon cherie? Is my obsession with you, or at least my … Continue reading A Poem Called Mucha Museum
A good friend of mine lost his Grandfather recently. He was not without grief or a sense of loss but he understood the occurrence and his inability to change it. I have an appreciation for anything so stoic, anything that I think Marcus Aurelius would've done, so it's no surprise that I found my friend … Continue reading Loss and Life
