On an average day, my anxious mind will fasten itself to any number of alarms. That the world is ruled by the weak and soulless. That the skies are emptying of birds. That those I love will come to harm. That everything I do matters. That nothing I do matters. Hurricanes, plastic bottles, plunging lines […]
I was at a school, about to give a class, when I passed a boy walking down the stairs. He had his nose in a book, apparently too engrossed in the story to look where he was going. Normally, I wouldn’t have said anything, but there’s something about being in a school that makes me […]
You’re supposed to keep your eyes open when you’re on safari in a tiger reserve. But if you’re also gathering material for a book and every detail – however small or random – might potentially be useful, the act of looking intensifies to a point where you start to feel slightly demented. I spent a […]
I don’t know how I imagined I could write a story about tigers in India without actually going to India to see tigers. I thought it would be enough to scroll through lots of pictures and visit the tigers in my local zoo. It wasn’t. By the end of my first draft, I was in […]