Reading at the SAWCC Creative Commons Literary Festival!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

I am excited to announce that this week I am going to be reading my own fiction at Asian American Writer's Workshop! Come see me read my work at the MIXTAPE - the opening event for the South Asian Women's Creative Collective's transmedia literary festival this Friday at 7pm. More info below:

Creative Commons: A Transmedia Literary Festival

Friday, November 30–Saturday, December 1, 2012

Storytelling and creative processes have undergone a revolution in the digital age. We dip in and out of different forms of media, borrow from each other every day, and create completely new forms of communication and expression. Inspired by these shifts, SAWCC presents Creative Commons, a two-day transmedia literary festival featuring authors, comedians, filmmakers, and other storytellers writing at the intersection of literature, media, and performance.

Friday, November 30, 7 pm | Mixtape: Reading

@ the Asian American Writers’ Workshop
110-112 West 27th Street, 6th Floor (btwn 6th and 7th Aves)
$5 at the door
The festival kicks off with an evening of song-inspired readings by South Asian women. From ghazals to indie rock, bhangra to electronica, these writers will celebrate the crossovers of music and literature and explore the ways in which songs and music influence poetry and prose. Featuring Jordan Alam, Roohi Choudhry, Kavita Das, Swati Khurana, Bhumika Muchhala, Bushra Rehman, and Roopa Singh.
Alongside the reading, artist and writer Swati Khurana presents “Scrolling Texts,” a participatory project in which attendees can have their saved text messages transcribed onto scrolls, tied with thread.


Thursday, November 22, 2012

All my love to the people and experiences that have shaped me, particularly in the past year. I thank Allah for all of the people who I have had the great fortune to brush against in my short life on this earth, whether as friends and family or as those who have touched my life just for an instant. Perhaps I'm getting sentimental, but I feel all of your radiance lifting me up as I continue every day to seek out who I am and who I want to be. Let's carry those intentions far past this one afternoon, celebrating with our food and our thanks, as we continue to brush past each other and shape one another in even our smallest of actions.