Watercolours & Words
Healing is messy. So is art. So is living. With lots of love to @senseslenses and @shaunakde for helping make my life & healing, art. My journey in watercolours.
Books
Book reviews & analyses
The Last-But-One Chance Saloon
Returning to a book I first read nearly a decade ago made me think about how many times I truly had that last chance.
The Two Readers
Of all the readers in the world with whom to bond over LOTR, I never expected one to be my teacher.
The Fellowship Of The Readers
LOTR came to me from the person who inducted me into the fellowship of readers.
Books | Fiction | Pop Culture | Relationships
Paper Lovers
We didn’t speak at our first meeting. He wore orange trousers & skulked in a corner. I was the life of the party in pinstripes. Irony clinked glasses all around. I discovered he had a blog & I visited from my anonymous account. It was much better than the one…
All The World’s A Stage
Are we too in love with the stories to appreciate the realities of life? The stage is a metaphor for our distancing.
Missing Marsha
Can you miss someone who died before you ever met them? Yes, if you are a reader. I miss Marsha Mehran.
Reader
Everyone else withers away into corpses, but a writer leaves behind a corpus. Reading is an act of timeless love. Be a reader.
Is This Feminist? – He’s Just Not That Into You
I love a good romcom. I am a feminist. I’ve always been conflicted about ‘He’s Just Not That Into You’.
Male Vulnerability: Bromance Hope
I read a really lovely book, featuring a club of men in traditionally macho professions (sports jocks, nightclub owners) getting together to learn about women and relationships by reading romance novels. The premise tickled me and its chicklit style carried me through well. Most of all, I found myself feeling…