A small story I wrote a while back about little girls in yellow dresses.
Dear Dazai, I don't want to have an operation. Even a little one. I know all the rational reasons why I need to have it, I know that if I leave it, the situation will get worse not better. That ignoring my wisdom teeth, hoping … Continue reading Fear
Dear Dazai, There’s a soft rumble that accompanies my waking moments. It’s gentle and reassuring, and long before I reach consciousness, it’s a welcome interruption to my sleep. So I lazily return from my dreamtime wanderings, hand reaching out to stroke the soft, silky fur … Continue reading Purr
Dear Dazai, Art should be new. Ever changing. There is little patience for art that has been and gone. Shakespeare is old news, Dickens stifling and Austen experiencing a populist resurgence, not for her own work, but for the ease with which it can be … Continue reading Novelty
Dear Dazai, There are some things that we all need, the very basics of shelter, food and water. The need for affection, for contact. Sometimes what we need most of all is to be needed. There is a burden to that. It is a burden … Continue reading Need
The Story of Fiction Kid
How art impacted my life aka how I actually got to know of Dazai