The comfort of story
I have always found it hard to tell ‘a single story.’ When Chimamanda Ngozi Adiche warned of the dangers of a single story, I understood her caution a deeper level. [...]
Fill the unforgiving minute
It’s been a while since I read Rudyard Kipling – more than forty years, I think. Yet the music of poetry ensures that I can, to this day, recite an [...]
What I’ve been reading
Well, theories of memory, mostly, along with narrative inquiry mixed with a dash of ethnographic self reflexive research. This 'essential' reading has been for the essay I'm writing as part [...]
Once, long ago
When we were seventeen we knew everything. We knew our lives were complicated. We knew our parents would never understand our darkest thoughts. We knew how much hearts hurt when [...]