When my partner and I first got together, we faced the same questions any binational couple has to cope with: Where could we live together? In what language(s) do we speak with each other? Will we be able to cope with the cultural differences?
Upon moving in together, I realized that there was an interesting side effect of a bi-cultural household I hadn’t thought about: Culinary Culture Clash.
Continue reading “From Anik’s Kitchen: Binational Baked Apples”
That is the page of my dissertation I have been staring at for the past 4 weeks. FOUR WEEKS. Suffice to say, page 89 and I aren’t really the best of friends. I stare at its emptiness and it stares back at me.
I still refuse to acknowledge it as writer’s block. It’s more of a reader’s block, anyway, brought on by the fact that I think I still know way too little about the topics I’m supposed to tackle in my next subchapter, so I always end up thinking I need to read more, leading to yet another upgrade of the sensation dubbed as “Damn, I don’t really know anything.”
Continue reading “Page 89”
Last year, on July 1st 2007, hanibal and I posted the last chapter of “Campus” to our website, var[title].
Since then, many of you have emailed me to ask me whether “Campus” will be published and whether I’d be writing another story. I thank you for your continued interest.
Continue reading “Writing after “Campus”: Tango dancers, opera singers and a vineyard.”
After years of steadfast resistance, I am caving in.
(I blame this on two dear friends who know exactly who they are!)
Henceforth I shall blog.
What you’ll find here:
- news and notes concerning my writing projects (all things var[title] and any additional fiction)
- notes about the things that keep me from writing them, namely that Ph.D. I am attempting to get (Ph.D. candidates need ranting space. That’s a law. Or it should be, anyway.)
- some other things that Litte Red Riding Hood forgot to ask about, including notes on singing (opera) and skipping (queer tango) and occasional details on the goodies inside grandma’s basket (food blogging).
- the occasional genderific rant or gay (and possibly merry) rave, simply because I can’t help myself (in which instance I shall make references to”Litte Red Ranting Hood”, just to be clear)
(for Tex Avery’s classic Litte Red Riding Hood in action, just follow the picture link)
Now, of course, there could be the justified question of “why do you have to talk about writing and hot mezzos in pants opera and cooking? Don’t you know foodblogs ALWAYS go with a light background? And haven’t you read that people prefer blogs centered around a s-i-n-g-l-e topic?”
I realize this could easily be parted into four blogs, but I don’t have the time for four blogs at the moment. Besides, since I seem to be unable to center my life calmly around ONE thing, why should any blog of mine fare better?
To make things easier, I’ll use for basic categories (“kitchen”, “opera”, “writing” and “ivory tower”) – so if you want to check up on the latest fiction, but aren’t into food, just call up the writing category. Or if want to commiserate on Ph.D. madness the process of getting a doctorate, but think opera is boring (*gasp!*), head straight to the “ivory tower”.
<geek>It’ll be like a big folder with colored post-its.</geek>
Feel free to leaf through it!
“Oh, grandmother, what big ears you have!”
“All the better to hear you with.”
“Oh, grandmother, what big eyes you have!”
“All the better to see you with.”
“Oh, grandmother, what big big circles underneath your eyes1 you have!”
“They’re from staying up all night blogging with the wolf, you dimwit!”
Continue reading “Under construction”