#sharlene teo

[heavenlyyshecomes]

Is the desert the panacea for ‘a lifetime’s homesickness’ or is it a metaphor for the restlessness and longing that is germane to Sanmao’s wandering spirit? The desert conveys infinity and mortal threat, boundlessness and the risk–and opportunity–of getting lost. It is a palimpsest of mirages and myths of rescue and no return. Eclipsing romantic love, Sanmao reflects upon how ‘deep in my heart, the Sahara desert had been my dream lover for so long … I’d expected a scorching sun, but instead found a swathe of poetic desolation.’

—Sharlene Teo, foreword to Stories of the Sahara by Sanmao, tr. Mike Fu

[makingqueerhistory]

Letters to a Writer of Color

Taymour Soomro (Editor) Deepa Anappara (Editor)

A vital collection of essays on the power of literature and the craft of writing from an international array of writers of color, sharing the experiences, cultural traditions, and convictions that have shaped them and their work "Electric essays that speak to the experience of writing from the periphery . . . a guide, a comfort, and a call all at once."--Laila Lalami, author of Conditional Citizens Filled with empathy and wisdom, instruction and inspiration, this book encourages us to reevaluate the codes and conventions that have shaped our assumptions about how fiction should be written, and also challenges us to apply its lessons to both what we read and how we read. Featuring: - Taymour Soomro on resisting rigid stories about who you are - Madeleine Thien on how writing builds the room in which it can exist - Amitava Kumar on why authenticity isn't a license we carry in our wallets - Tahmima Anam on giving herself permission to be funny - Ingrid Rojas Contreras on the bodily challenge of writing about trauma - Zeyn Joukhadar on queering English and the power of refusing to translate ourselves - Myriam Gurba on the empowering circle of Latina writers she works within - Kiese Laymon on hearing that no one wants to read the story that you want to write - Mohammed Hanif on the censorship he experienced at the hands of political authorities - Deepa Anappara on writing even through conditions that impede the creation of art - Plus essays from Tiphanie Yanique, Xiaolu Guo, Jamil Jan Kochai, Vida Cruz-Borja, Femi Kayode, Nadifa Mohamed in conversation with Leila Aboulela, and Sharlene Teo The start of a more inclusive conversation about storytelling, Letters to a Writer of Color will be a touchstone for aspiring and working writers and for curious readers everywhere.

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[spacehorrors]

catch up tag! tagged by @its-captain-sir AND @padmestrilogy because I'm a popular boy

last song I listened to: make it right by sasami!

currently watching: taskmaster is on the tv right now but I'm mainly listening to podcasts atm! just about to start white vault now.

currently reading: ponti by sharlene teo, bowling alone: the collapse and revival of american community by robert putnam and I'm always trying to finish house of leaves by mark danielewski

current obsession: maybe poetry at the moment?more writing it than reading it

tags: no pressure and if you want to do it consider yourself tagged @fruityculture @fagcrisis @meerlichtz @thecyndimistuff @forcesensitivebantha @transjjester

[awek-s-archived]

1. one hundred shadows by hwang jungeun

2. the lover’s dictionary by david levithan

3. boys don’t cry by malorie blackman

4. i have the right to destroy myself by kim youngha

5.

6. on earth we’re briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong

7. on a distant ridgeline by sam reese

8. ponti by sharlene teo

9. messengers by julian sayarer

[desafiolivrospelomundo]

Cingapura: Ponti

Olá! A resenha de hoje é sobre o livro Ponti, estreia de Sharlene Teo em 2018. É uma história de amadurecimento que explora a vida de três mulheres, Szu, Amisa e Circe, em torno da atuação de Amisa no filme de terror Ponti. Leia a resenha no link!

Resenha nº 51: Ponti – Sharlene Teo Olá! A resenha de hoje é sobre o livro Ponti, estreia de Sharlene Teo em 2018. É uma história de amadurecimento que explora a vida de três mulheres, Szu, Amisa e Circe, em torno da atuação de Amisa no filme de terror Ponti. O livro aborda temas de identidade, solidão e complexidade das relações familiares. O estilo de escrita de Sharlene Teo é uma prosa…

[lastnightsreading]

Sharlene Teo at  Columbia Global Center, Paris, 11/13/19

[sinetheta]

A Conversation with Sharlene Teo is now up on Medium!

sinθ′s Editor-in-Chief Jiaqi Kang’s interview with UK-based Singaporean law graduate-turned-author Sharlene Teo (Ponti), originally published in Issue #8 “GOLD 金”, is now available on Medium.

In this discussion, Sharlene shares her creative process, inspiration and dream sequences behind her mesmerizing debut novel, Ponti, and gives the audience a closer look at her candid concept of female friendships and the universal teenage girl experience. 

Read the interview here.

Illustration by Jessica Peng

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[poetsandwriters]

I read all the time, which I think is a form of thinking novelistically.

Sharlene Teo, in this week’s Ten Questions; read the rest at pw.org!

[katiesbooks]

“She was taking a break from Wei Loong this evening. Betrothal felt like a strain in the arms. What did it really mean to be engaged? She walked over to her room and shut the door. Lying on her tiny bed in half a daydream and dirty clothes was her favorite thing to do.”

Sharlene Teo, Ponti

[intangier]

Estou mergulhada no processo de desconhecer meu ex-marido. Desconhecer é uma prática tão gradual e delicada quanto seu inverso. Merece o mesmo espaço e deliberação.

Ponti, Sharlene Teo

[child-of-hurin]

Tagged by @alienfuckeronmain! Thanks dear!

Three ships: Eternally Túrin/Nienor & Elwing/Earendil + right now fem!Sam/Dean

First ever ship:

Last song: @needcake also tagged me on a last five songs meme, so I'm just going to tag this Rite of Spring remix album I've been having fun listening to:

Last movie: Just watched Drive my car! Liked it a lot.

Currently reading: Fiction: Ponti, Sharlene Teo; Non-Fiction: revisiting Walter Benjamin; Audiobook: The Fifth Season, NK Jemisin.

Currently watching: Rewatching Arcane with Kate

Currently consuming: hmmm food-wise? Getting psychologically ready to make pasta and brussel sprouts for dinner

Currently craving: Just ended a call with a friend who was eating coxinha, so of course,

uuuuuuuuurgggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Tagging uuuh (looks at activity bar) @anghraine @vardasvapors @yavieriel @sqbr @needcake @mygoodrabbit @ourlightsinvain & as usual anyone who feels like doing it :^)

[ebookporn]

More than 200 writers and publishers sign letter in support of trans and non-binary people

Described as ‘a message of love and solidarity’ and with signatories including Jeanette Winterson and Malorie Blackman, it comes days after a host of prominent literary names signed a letter defending JK Rowling

Days after a host of prominent literary names signed a letter defending JK Rowling “against hate”, more than 200 writers, publishers and journalists including Jeanette Winterson, Malorie Blackman and Joanne Harris have put their names to another stating their support for transgender and non-binary people.

The letter, which is described as “a message of love and solidarity for the trans and non-binary community”, was pulled together by acclaimed writers Kiran Millwood Hargrave and Daisy Johnson. With signatories also including Juno Dawson, Elizabeth Day, Max Porter, Nikesh Shukla, Sara Collins, Irenosen Okojie, Mary Jean Chan, Naoise Dolan, Olivia Sudjic, Sharlene Teo and Patrick Ness, it states that “non-binary lives are valid, trans women are women, trans men are men, trans rights are human rights”.

“Culture is, and should always be, at the forefront of societal change, and as writers, editors, agents, journalists, and publishing professionals, we recognise the vital role our industry has in advancing and supporting the wellbeing and rights of trans and non-binary people,” the letter reads.

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[alguem-desconhecid0]

Embarco em um ônibus para casa e medito olhando pela janela, com árvores e nuvens e aviões voando baixo. Minhas coxas grudam no assento. De vez em quando duas adolescentes em pé no corredor deixam escapar risadas altas. Uma delas é mais alta do que a outra; usa aparelho e tem cabelo curto. A mais baixa tem um rosto infantil. Entramos em um túnel comprido. A mais baixa mostra algo para a mais alta no celular; as duas contemplam o brilho enigmático da tela e olham uma para a outra com risinhos irônicos. Encasuladas em um saber secreto e insignificante, elas são seu próprio universo inquieto e cativante.

— Sharlene Teo, Ponti

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hiii 30 for the ask game ! :)<3

give any three book recs!

ok I'll try and recommend things that aren't tumblr famous already so:

ponti by sharlene teo is a really good novel about a mother and daughter and the daughter's friend. it's about the classic messed up friendship of your childhood, grief and growing up.

a year in the life by jack underwood is one of my favourite poetry collections!!!!!!! I love his writing

then if anyone hasn't read the god of small things that's an incredible book! it's by arundhati roy which is described as "part family saga part political thriller" which I think is a very good description.

send me book asks!!

[allthepresidentsmen1976]

3, 4, 25 & 39 🐘🐘

omg hiiii zeta beloved

3. What was the first book you read this year?

Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett

4. What was/will be the last book you read this year?

i'm currently reading Bestiary by K-Ming Chang so it'll either be that or hopefully Before The Coffee Gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi !!

25. Did you discover any new authors?

so many!! most of the books i read this year were by people i hadn't read from before, but some that i hadn't heard of until this year: Akwaeke Emezi, Radclyffe Hall, Jean Tay, Carmen Maria Machado, Samantha Shannon, and Alex Myers

39. Five books you absolutely want to read next year?

If Beale Street Could Talk by James Baldwin, Ponti by Sharlene Teo, The Girl with the Leica by Helena Janeczek, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon, and The Burning God by R.F. Kuang

[infinites-chaser]

Librarian 9!!! P. S. I love u.

9 + Kiro/MC for this prompt meme <3 

‘Backlit, in milky light, she looks like she’s on the moon.’- Ponti, Sharlene Teo.

(PS BRYN I LOVE YOU TOO and I’m assuming Kiro/MC is the way to go here akslljsd thank u for giving me an excuse to write sunshine boy)

spoilers for Kiro’s past (but nothing the anime didn’t include)

He’s not sure when he first notices her. Or, he likes to tell himself that, but really, he notices her from the start, when their fingers brush over the same bag of chips, and she turns to look at him. Her wide eyes are bright under the convenience store’s lights, and he’s struck by the strangest thought— that she looks nobody he’s ever seen before, like a goddess come down from the fluorescent moon, but somehow, familiar, too. There’s something in her eyes that reminds him of the one ray of sunlight in the dark of his past— of teddy bears and green apple candies, smiles shared in secret beneath operating beds— but what matters is that she treats him like a regular person, not Kiro the superstar. She laughs with him, jokes with him, they’re as playful as little kids together, and he savors every moment of her (talking to her, being with her) more than any of his snacks. Only when she mentions his ‘superpower,’ he quiets. It’s just a breath too close to the truth. And— he’s selfish. He wants her to like him for being him, not for his Evol or idol status, even if in his bad moments, he thinks nobody does. He wants to help her, wants to make her smile again, he really does, but in his heart, he knows: Savin being in control of his schedule’s only half an excuse. He shares Miracle Finder’s last episode, and before Savin makes him delete the post, he hopes it’s more than nothing and he’s helped in some way. Despite the deletion, he and the show’s guest professor make the show trend. (A small victory to his heart.) She doesn’t reach out. He knows the company’s busy, that being a producer must be at least as hard as being a celebrity, maybe harder, but. He clutches her business card in between schedules and wonders if she’d pick up if he called. If even going to voicemail and leaving a message would be worth another scolding. (He decides, after three days pass, that it’s not.) Some part of him tells him to give it up, that maybe she’d seen the him behind the layers of celebrity and charm and without them, he’d been nothing to her— a regular person, yes, but not one worth anything else at all. It tells him he could get her to notice him, to remember him, to stay with him forever; all it’d take would be a few simple words. He ignores it, shoves it deep down in the furthest, darkest reaches of his mind, and tries to muster a Kiro smile. A few quick searches later, and he’s on her Moments feed, mouse hovering over the ‘Follow’ button. Before he loses his courage and the adrenaline buzz, he clicks it. The internet explodes. He ignores it, staring instead at an empty text box in the quiet of her DMs. He wonders what to say. If he should say anything at all. The voice inside of him is quiet. He thinks, long and hard, then it comes to him: her voice, excitedly telling him, ‘This is my favorite flavor!’ He grins, just for her, and starts typing. ‘Found you, Miss Chips.’

This time, she responds. They banter. It’s almost as good as talking to her in person. Almost.

He does his best to help her. And when he invites her to the set, it’s only half because he wanted to see her again, wanted to see her laugh, wanted to see her smile.

When she comes to set it’s harder for her than he imagined— he wonders if he’s been selfish, asking her to come visit in the whirlwind of egos and demands and stress. He does his best to diffuse the situation. For once, he’s glad of his Evol, his stardom. For once, they both help.

Ruffled feathers are smoothed. She gets the interviews she needs, and he tells himself he’s not jealous of all the time the near-celebrities spend with her. He’s not.

He watches her step in for the boom operator, from afar. Hopes she’s learning, hopes she realizes how much she brightens up the set, with her own careful attention, her own willingness to help. No Evol could ever replicate that, he thinks.

(And maybe he hopes that she’ll see beyond his Evol, here, too, beyond the charm. That she’ll see his hard work. His dedication. Hopes she’ll admire him, in some shape or form, too.)

When the fans swarm the filming, it scares him. The extent of his power always does. But, still, in the smallest of ways, he’s grateful for it here, too— it gives him the distraction he needs to escape, to have this freedom, no matter how small. The air feels fresher, even with the bear suit. He thinks maybe it’s because she’s by his side.

They film the rest of the shoot together, and it’s an adventure, it’s exciting, it’s fun, their lost childhood together found in the carnival’s happy music, the cotton candy, the balloons. He thinks he finally knows what it’s like to be the Kiro people imagine him as, he feels invincible, unstoppable, super-charged by her giggles at his antics, her bright smile. He doesn’t mind being superstar Kiro. If it’s for her, he’d do anything, he realizes, be anyone. Be the superhero she sees in him, that he sees in her, too.

He’ll remember this forever, he thinks. Blue skies, the taste of cotton candy, the feeling of youth, the sunshine of her laughter and smile.

He wants this afternoon with her to last, for more than the rest of the filming and the production crew’s ‘job well done.’

He realizes, somewhere along the way, that maybe she’s the girl from his past, the girl in his memory. He’d have given her the candy either way, but— for her, he makes sure it’s green apple, and his heart beats faster when she says she wants to save it, when she eats it at last and enjoys it, too.

He doesn’t get to see her again that night, but he does everything he can to make sure she has a good night, too. He hopes the snacks are enough for her to remember this day by. Hopes she might one day realize the words ‘you didn’t realize it at the time, but we’ve met before’ are meant for her, too.

Her pudding tastes like how he’d imagine her lips do, all milky sweet with a hint of caramel.