When I was a child and people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would invariably answer "A writer". So here I am, all grown up, and my answer is still the same. Writing is a hobby, and not a profession, of mine. Part of that is because I have to make a living, and I choose to live in a country where the only kind of writing that pays is journalistic, and reporting is a far cry from the poems and plays that have taken up my adult life, or the stories and novels that occupied my adolescence. And part of it is that writing is a very jealous hobby, and all too often it demands far more time that I can honestly give it. Nevertheless, I have written a few things. Below are links to bits and pieces of them.

Essays on Life (op-ed essays originally printed in The Nassau Guardian)

"The Prostitutes" (poem originally published in Junction, 1985)

From "Afterwards" (story originally published in Thursday Next: More Stories from the Thursday Group, 1986)

From "My Grandmother’s House" (poem originally published in Womanspeak 1, 1992)

From "Eating the Raccoon" (story originally published in The Oxford and Cambridge May Anthologies, 1993)

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