Look at the sky and scrunch up your eyes.
Now, what do you see?
You know what I see? I see myriad skies at once – orange sprouting grey tufts, blue gilded gold, a sombre red grouching very noticeably. I sense words trickle through my mind – a brazen shower of emotions and thoughts.
I see the skies I’ve read. Continue reading
When I first joined the online book community in the middle of last year it was an exciting time. Having been a lifelong reader it was amazing to have this space where I could connect with other readers and enthuse over my favourite books with others.
It’s still that amazing space but there are elements that I hadn’t considered then, that are apparent now. There is a lot of work that goes into blogging, not just the time it takes to read but the act of reviewing, cross posting reviews and maintaining one or more social media accounts. Continue reading
There are a variety of reasons for the lack of the representation of British Pakistani young adults in literature as well as the lack of British Pakistani authors, but the prime reason is perhaps the fact of how the publishing industry is perceived. That’s not to say that there aren’t many other marginalised groups such as British Bangladeshi, British Indian and British Chinese…to name just a few, there’s a whole long list, but because of my own experiences I’ve decided to focus on British Pakistani. Continue reading
As a child, I read a lot. A lot a lot.
I guess it had something to do with the fact that I’m the eldest of my siblings, and I wasn’t very good at making friends.
Back then, I didn’t have much of a preference. I just read whatever I could get my hands on in the school library—books about fairies, a girl’s misadventures in high school, mythological fantasy, even (mild) horror. They were all very different and I liked them very much.
Except that they all had one thing in common: white. White. White. Continue reading
The need for people to see themselves represented in books, movies, real life has been talked about so much that some people might be tired of hearing it. But let me tell you about my own personal experience. Continue reading
TW: Rape, Sexual harrassment, unwanted touching
Living with the scars of the past is hard. It takes courage to even tell others about the experiences that haunt us even after years of therapy. Sometimes however as writers we have occasion to come across these same things in our own writing, whether we meant them to appear or not. Continue reading
For most of my life, I’ve been a reader. I’ve read just about everything—science fiction, fantasy, contemporary, etc. No matter which genre, there was always romance. Even if it wasn’t the focus of the story, love was never too far. Every novel described what it felt like to fall in love: the pounding of a heartbeat, desire for touch and affection, and the devastation of a heartache. While I never failed to absorb the feelings written, I’d never truly related to that heart-stopping rush of emotions these authors described so vividly. Continue reading
I once blogged in Portuguese. That’s my language, the one I was raised speaking. I was part of the Brazilian book blogging community, and it was great in some ways, lousy in others. Once I decided to come back to blogging, I made the option to join the international book blogging community. To blog in English this time around. Continue reading
Hello Hello! I’m still on hiatus but this is an important blog post for AAPI month. I also wanted to mention that this post is a little different since Kav is a Booktuber and not a Book blogger but I still wanted to have them on my blog because they’re awesome.
When you hear the word ‘Asia,’ what do you think of? Continue reading
First of all, thank you so much to Fadwa for having me on her fantastic blog – it really means the world to me to be able to write on her platform.
A note: there are trigger warnings for suicidal thoughts in this post. Continue reading