There are this many means of exerting your will on the world and only one very quiet, lush way the world wills it back in again. Under the scrub pines, I evolve: I hear every scale of rust flake from the backhoe and fall into the dirt like thunderclaps. A furious wave of cells, splitting and dividing—human, vine, rust, dirt.
I’m just starting to make caramel in my parents’ kitchen in New Jersey when my mother pulls a great big hamper of laundry up to the counter across from me and starts folding it. I measure some sugar and some water into a pot with high sides and turn on the flame, a real flame
Natasha Stagg: How long have you been writing? Charlie Hanline: Approximately ten years NS: Do you write every day? CH: No, but then I feel guilty NS: What are your thoughts on writing? CH: Writing lets you live vicariously those elements that you are unable to experience directly. Writing makes you be more in tune
Natasha Stagg: How long have you been writing? Kulpreet Yadav: Eight years, in a serious way. Earlier I was just jotting random thoughts; and it could include anything of general interest. But now I am more planned, better focused and have developed an ability to take it forward where I left, much in the same
Kulpreet Yadav is an Indian novelist and a short story writer, who aspires to meet the people from the past who made this world. http://www.anindianfiction.blogspot.com http://www.indian-wine.blogspot.com http://www.words-in-pictures.blogspot.com/ Can I kill you Again, Mr. Hitler? It’s funny; weird actually. When I close my eyes, I am with Hitler. But when I open, he is gone. So,