There was a flower arrangement to our entrées, a harmony of light and darkness inside the dining room, a small ceremony for the chilled chickpeas and sun-dried tomatoes, crisp Arugula salads, haunting ginger slices and incinerating Thai soups, that was uniquely Japanese in spirit and decorRead More
In perhaps the shortest turnaround the in history of publishing, my essay "The Day I Lost Rock 'N' Roll" (renamed"Jim Morrison, Where The Bombs Don't Fly") was published today in the always awesome Boston Review only one week after it was accepted! This piece is about the day I was searching for Jim Morrison's Grave in the Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris on the beginning of the Iraq Invasion when I ran into two German tourists doing the same. Together, we wandered around the cemetery as three foreigners until we finally found the rock star's grave. This lyrical essay explores the concept of war, memory, tourism and estrangement, and the impossibility of forgetting.
Anyway, I know that thousands of people get nominated every year + only a select few actually win, but this makes me feel good. Of course, I'd love it if the reading committee selected my essay for their anthology, but for the time being, I'm extremely grateful to have been nominated for such a prestigious prize.
Anyway, if you're interested in reading my pushcart-nominated lyrical essay (for bragging rights, posterity, sleep aid, escapism), you can find it in the 2012-2013 anthology of Asian Pacific Islander American Literature.