What does it mean to be queer? How can words capture my chemistry? These are questions I ask myself...
I've been reflecting a lot lately about how far I've come from the child I once was, and - at the time time - how much more I've been nourishing that inner child in adulthood. This is a mini-memoir about that journey.
A love letter to my first journal, and the person who gave it to me.
For those feeling particularly plagued this holiday season by demands on time, attention, desirability, likability, and - that fickle friend - technology.
After a pretty serious Bollywood binge, I was compelled to write this slightly sickening, stalker-y love letter to one of my favorite actors and performers, Shahrukh Khan; sincere to the last word. Apologies to any who read - my heart can find no better outlet.
A letter I wrote to myself and for any other self-doubting people out there who are still fumbling with what the word 'writer' means to them. This can also apply to any kind of creative work: entrepreneurship, design, public speaking. You name it. For any of them, building confidence is so hard but so necessary. Pass it on, y'all.