American Gods by Neil Gaiman

America :Simon & Garfunkel  American Gods follows Shadow, a recently released ex-con with a knack for coin tricks, on an expansive adventure across America’s heartland. He is your typical hero with a devil may care attitude but a heart of gold. Teamed with a lecherous god Wednesday/ Odin,...

Read More

I am a Mad Writer

I start this narrative with a lie that I am a writer. I am not . At least I am not sure about it. What makes me say so? Like the quintessential inquisitive young adult I got to my computer and typed in the words "Define: Writer". The result was eye-opening. The first link said,...

Read More

I can get no “Satisfaction”

The photograph is old, low quality, black and white (not by intention but by design) and well...  Priceless. We see four people playing musical instruments. A person is singing into a mike and two more are positioned to record the instruments, one on a boom between the musicians and another in...

Read More

The "tip" of Talent

*The following is a critical review of  Daniel Coyle's, The Talent Code: The Sweet Spot Daniel Coyle (2009), The Talent Code: The Sweet Spot (chapter one of part I: Deep Practice)      Are prodigies brought down by storks or are they forged in the fires of determination...

Read More

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

Sight, a brilliant and disturbing short sci-fi film by Eran May-raz and Daniel Lazo, imagines a world in which Google Glass-inspired apps are everywhere...

Read More

Flying Still

"Flying without feathers is not easy; my wings have no feathers."                                                                   ...

Read More

On Wings Anew

"Though Minos blocks escape by sea and land. The unconfined skies remain   though Minos may be lord of all  the world his sceptre is not regnant of the air, and by that untried way is our escape."                        ...

Read More

Happy new Year

*Posting after a long time, sorry guy....

Read More

Happiness IS in your head

With mirth they seem'd be laughing but had a smile seared instead. With pain abraded and sadness in place, Is happiness in your head? with heads held low and stinging rays of hope faith grows heavy as lead. The coal is wet and the brazier grows cold, Is happiness still in your head? The urge to...

Read More