The second best thing I did this year
The first best thing should be pretty obvious. Here’s the second.
Cinnamon Air, a wistful poem
Another of my not-so-recent poems but lighter. Nostalgic. Penned in Sri Lanka.
Poison, a poem about endings
This is one I pulled from my Google Keep archive. It’s not recent but still one I think about.
They said write a shitty first draft; they were wrong
The advice to “write a shitty first draft” has, until recently, been enough. No longer.
What I read in Jan and Feb 2026
For the first time in my life, I have free time. Here’s what I read in Jan and Feb and what I think of it.
How writing the absurd gets me back on track
There’s a handy-dandy exercise I turn to when I can’t get in the writing mood.
Things I learned reading (insert guilty secret)
What could possibly be so embarrassing but also teach one so much? You’ll just have to read to find out.
Focusing on the fiction itch
When you have to write you have to write. It’s in the bones!
In the AI era, personal brand wins
I’m not going to begin this article with an in-depth discussion on the love-hate relationship I have with AI…