Tag: writing

I like to be alone, kind of

The other day, my mother expressed faint alarm at my increasing propensity for being by myself. This sentiment came about after I casually mentioned I was going out for lunch, and she asked me whom I was meeting. I told her it was just going … Continue reading I like to be alone, kind of


Extraordinary stories of courage

I got over my reading slump with Alexis Okeowo's A Moonless, Starless Sky. It is an account of "ordinary men and women fighting extremism in Africa." We meet a couple who escaped from the Lord's Resistance Army in Uganda, a man who has made it his … Continue reading Extraordinary stories of courage