Ishaisms, personal

On how I became a reader…

Dear reader, while going through some old folders, I found this little excerpt from an anecdote I'd shared in an old email, and decided to share here, as the final blog post for 2022. Hope to read, and contribute to some great blogging in 2023! "Though I began writing by the time I was in… Continue reading On how I became a reader…


Night Train

Night trains remind of literature classesin primary school, reading Ruskin Bondwith his stories of trains and eerie hillsand sets that feel close to home Night trains remind of sad storiesof doomed people, of lonely souls waiting for nothing, repressing the urgeto end all pain and jump out the door