It’s a testament to how many foreigners must have left over the last year that both of my cab drivers yesterday were of the talkative variety..
Shanghai, the sequel.
London Summers
Something about the summer heat turns polite British people into monsters.
Resources for Writing
It’s difficult. It’s so difficult to build tension, to make people you’ve made up on a page sound like human beings, to make readers root for or against someone.
The Didi that didn’t stop on Yongjia rd..
There’s this moment I think about a lot. I’m in a cab, going down Yongjia Road, crossing the Shanghai Culture Square and Maoming South Road. I’m on the way to J+S. And then I start sobbing. I’m leaving China in…
On January..
Now, one of the things I don’t love about London is that getting anywhere, absolutely anywhere, takes an hour. It’s great for getting through your Kindle read. It’s not great when you’re in Wimbledon at 11:45 on a Saturday night and facing a 1+ hour commute home.
Why does the sun set at 3:30pm? And other questions I ask myself in England
I’d like to issue an official apology to Charles Dickens: Charlie, I get it now. Winter in Great Britain sucks. It’s cruel, cold, and dark.