29 Jun 2014 Leave a comment
More background stuff and inspiration for the Rider Trilogy.
I visited the Gardens By The Bay yesterday and the experience took my breath away. Visiting the Cloud Forest and the Flower Domes reinforced why I am writing the Rider trilogy.
The tale started with a brain-flash and grew into a SFF tale set on a desert planet, with a girl who yearns to be a Rider. The desert world is hostile and the colonists struggle to survive on the planet. The Agri-seer Corps signify the management of the planet’s resources, most importantly conserving Earth species and adapting to new ones. I have often imagined how the Agri-seer Corps City would look like and yesterday’s trip crystallized it:
This was what greeted me when I entered the Cloud Forest. A thundering waterfall. The mist of water caressed my face and I went: “This is what the Agri-seer Corps City looks like!”
The Flower Dome stunned me further:
The experience refreshed…
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28 Jun 2014 Leave a comment
26 Jun 2014 Leave a comment
Xiao Xiao, first three chapters:
Enjoy! I loved writing this. It will probably evolve and change, when I have time to write.
25 Jun 2014 2 Comments
Note: I will write chapters as and when – I started teaching. So brain matter will go to lesson preparations and school stuff!
Chapter Twenty-Eight: http://www.wattpad.com/68579140-xiao-xiao-chapter-one-chapter-twenty-eight
25 Jun 2014 Leave a comment
Where I talked about my great grandparents and their influence in my writing.
Author’s note: This blog post will be a little bit different from the usual SFF in SEA variant.
Recently, I was rocked by a wonderful and startling revelation from my dad about his grandmother. My great grandmother was a herbalist and a travelling physician. From his tone, I could tell my dad admired her. She had “ben shi”, ability, talent. She could do stuff.
Yet, my grandmother, my great grandmother’s daughter, wasn’t that forthcoming. She let out her stories in weak spools. She didn’t talk about things that made her sad. According to my dad, she quarreled with her mother who forbade her to leave for Nanyang (the Chinese term for Southeast Asia). My grandmother left for Singapore soon after that. Imagine the wounds still unhealed, the words left unsaid, unvoiced. My grandmother passed away last year.
My paternal grandparents came from Hui’ An, Fujian. Isolated from the mainland, Hui’ An…
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