I hiked in Horton Plains in August. At the start of the trail, rangers inspect your belongings forbidding anything plastic. In front of me were two young men, probably Taiwanese judging from their accent. You follow them, my driver repeated for the 10th time. At first his nagging was cute, but on day 4, I couldn’t take it and brushed him […]
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The girl nods. She thinks she knows what he means. The boy continues. “I think that’s one of the most painful experiences a person can have in life. I feel so sad and it hurts so much that I wish I could just go ahead and die, seriously. Actually I take that back, it’s not […]
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I got a call from Liansheng sometime in January 2015. Last I had worked with Liansheng was as an actor for The Boy Inside. This time, he asked if I wanted to direct the NUS Arts Festival opening show featuring Jeremy Monteiro. He was writing text around jazz favorites. The show would be called Words […]
Read more "Words and Music"Ah Huat: Me, a pathfinder. And which is my own path? What road am I travelling on, where am I heading? The sky. And you, the moon. You look as if you are always up there. It’s hard to imagine that you’ll ever wane, ever eclipse. And the stars, so fixed in the sky. Such […]
Read more "Excerpt from The Moon Is Less Bright"Found this while “decluttering” my desk. I think this was for the platoon “yearbook” that we all had to submit a autobiography for. I was in Foxtrot company, and little known fact but I won Miss Foxtrot. That’s for another story. This was written 2 months after I had returned to Singapore, having spent 8 […]
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Tan Shou Chen 