This past August, Dhaka’s speculative fiction magazine 'Small World City' enjoyed their first anniversary. The magazine, over this last year, has published some of the more striking works of fiction, nonfiction, and poetry coming out of the country
If the country’s literary potential is not given generous support, we may never create favourable conditions for aspiring writers to devote time and energy to the art
Weaving the grand themes of politics and history, the book is a revelation into how the ordinary lives within a country are buffeted by constant changes.
What struck me the most about these stories is the firm, unflinching, and confident authorial voice sneaking up on and dictating the reader’s thoughts, orienting them to feel sympathy for the characters no matter how unlikeable they are.
While Canada, and now some programs in the UK, have also started offering the degree, it is in the United States that it is most common and rigorous.
This means you can submit a manuscript on your own, without a literary agent.
Martell’s narrative journalism is a lesson for those in the field as to how a writer can instil empathy for the others around. The reader can taste affection for both the animals and humans in his storytelling.
This year a ticketing system was imposed. As such, sales were lower than expected.
The day people stop making gender assumptions based on my name, the colours pink and blue will finally be free from the shackles of gender roles related stigma.
The sky was a sickly shade of sepia.
I haven't read “The Martian” yet, but the reviews steaming with overwhelming appreciation definitely had me hyped for the author's latest title, Artemis. Did I enjoy my first Andy Weir book? Keep reading.
“Hovering above the age old banyan tree that is standing on the field with its long tentacles and intruding roots, they used to herald the possibility of a bleak future, or at least, the people thought so.
While there are many other important battles to stress about, there is this one battle which catches everyone's attention while dining in public: hands vs. cutlery.
Time is a puppeteer with glasses—Round, squeaky clean, and gold rimmed.
She is an empty mansion-
If you've ever found yourself sneaking into your phone to check how many reactions you got on your Facebook post when you are
While it is funny how the onslaught of Salt Bae memes and fidget spinner craze still feels like something that erupted yesterday, it is
I'll be nestled into the oak's crown.