Review-The Obeahman’s Dagger
Don’t be fooled by the cover, there is a lot to like about this book. David Chelmsford, a journalist attempts to solve a 100-year mystery of women disappearing during Trinidad carnival’s J’ourvert celebration.
Look! A Moko Jumbie
Set in St. Croix, this book is about a boy, Bamidele, who sees two moko jumbies outside of his window. “They folded their hands together and leaned their heads on their clasped hands. They looked like one perfect shell split in two.”
The Red Fire Truck
I performed this piece in Trinidad at the Bocas Lit Fest April 2015. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnPbhYOoE6c
And the Emmy Goes To …
As a writer honing the art of short-story writing, I was very pleased to hear that Alice Munro was selected as the winner of the 2013 Nobel Prize for Literature. In the past, the prize has generally been awarded to authors of novels and very often to authors of novels with a political slant. In …
The Soup
Originally published in the April 2013 issue of the St. Somewhere online journal. ‘I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.’ As she stirred the soup, she imagined that she was hitting him with each turn of the spoon. She watched her hands move in the remnants of daylight seeped through the kitchen window. …
The Third Day
Don’t try to hide, I know what you’re doing.
Portfolio Building
A few posts ago I dared to give some advice on short story writing and I am here to give a bit more. This is not about technique or marketing but back to the very basics that if you want to be a famous short story writer you have to write short stories.
Five Gol’ Teet’
The letter lay on the worn wooden table. A single sheet of white paper, crisp and smooth except for the folds that allowed it to envelope a wad of US dollar notes. The notes gave off a rich scent that contrasted sharply with the dimly lit and sparsely furnished room.
Birth of Love
The events in Connecticut last week made me just want to hold my kids close and reminded me of this little note I jotted down several years ago. I held him in my arms and I knew that I would never again be the person I was just seconds before.
Monkey See, Monkey Do
Produced for WinnFM 2008 (Usual disclaimer – I don’t do poetry!) From the moment your baby is born from perfect planning or tragic strife, One pain ends, but another begins, they are our responsibility for life