One of my favorite writing exercises I participate in every day is something called Very Short Story 365 (#vss365) on Twitter. (Okay, I d...

I remember when I was about 9 or 10 years old, I saw an episode of a talk show (it might’ve been Oprah, but I don’t remember) where the L...

Everyone needs something to keep them sane while living under lockdown. For me, it’s been a combination of two things: writing and runnin...

Greetings to everyone out there in the midst of social distancing and self-isolation! In some respects, I will admit that my life has rem...

Why should I be so disappointed to find out that my marathon was cancelled? I mean, it’s definitely a letdown, but now that I’ve had a da...

Red sky in the morning, runner’s warning. Okay, that’s not exactly the expression. But a red sky in the morning is just as ominous to run...

There's a part in my book The Purple Bird, fairly early in the story, where my titular character Archit sits down with his human friends ...

We had an unseasonably warm day here in Maryland, so I decided to take advantage of the nice weather to shamelessly promote and warm up f...

One of my favorite daily writing exercises I adopted in 2019 was participating in Very Short Stories 365 on Twitter. It’s pretty simple: ...

During one of my appointments last week, the person I was meeting with made an offhand but insightful remark that hit me pretty hard. “If...

On my adventures around town this week, I found myself in a conversation with a local parent and the topic turned inevitably to social me...

As I’ve gone through this latest transition in my life — y’know, leaving my full-time job to pursue freelancing full time — it has come w...

Here we go...this is my first blog post on my new website, and I'm excited that all of you are here to be a part of the journey. It's goi...