In my September post titled ‘A Peek Under the Bandage‘, I mentioned an interview I did about writing and my novel-in-progress. It is now live and I welcome you to view it above and share your thoughts belowbelow. The interview is part of a series called Pre-Authorized, a unique initiative of Toronto writer and editor Erika Westman. … More Inside the Vase
Maybe 10 articles a month was enough. Yeah right. Maybe I can have just ten pieces of chocolate and put away the rest of the box. … More Commitment (to) Issues
It’s true what they say about living in a big busy city. It makes you numb to all kinds of weirdness. It takes a lot to get a double-take out of its citizens. Forget eye-contact, you’re dreaming. The other day, midweek midday, I was walking down Queen West (I know, stop right there) hauling a bagful of … More Mapping Good Intentions
Chapter Five In April, for the celebration of last Easter, that was when Hiwot brings out all these buna things for use. The dust on them is many months old now. As Hiwot asked me on the phone, I take all them out and put them on the dining table so she can clean … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Five
Yesterday I did a recorded interview about writing in general, my own writing specifically, and the novel I have had in progress for the past four years. The video should go online here in about a month. Until then, I can pretend it never happened. I can pretend that the cat is still in the … More A Peek Under the Bandage
This one goes out to those who can’t see past their own nose. May you find your match. Or at least a good judge. Why Sleep? will live on…
Chapter Four As the sun is coming out and my work shift is ending, when it is the end of James and Tariku returns to life, first thing I do when my car I turn in the direction of home is to throw away the Venti Starbucks cup. That cup which for my whole night … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Four
I have always felt this need to be as presentable as possible when I’m walking into a place where their perception of me could become a matter of life and death. So, I fix my hair, and I stick on my glasses, and I bring out the vocabulary. … More That Black Girl
Continuing on the subject of the epic romance between habesha people and injera from my recent post, I have recorded an oldie post (Whiffed) about the time when I thought I was over it, at least for the next 4-6 months. But then my downstairs neighbour started cooking up some wot…
Chapter Three At my table on my side of the courtroom, I am standing next to my lawyer. On the other side of the room, standing next to his lawyer, there is Tariku. We all stand facing the judge up on his big stage. To see Tariku’s big rich man belly, that sticks out like … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Three
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