Tag Archive | Writing

Wrath of God


I read a book recently that expressed a symbolism that stays with me because of its accuracy. Dutty Bookman in his memoir, “Tried and True” , described a dream that he had and an analysis of said dream. It was of baby boys being born with oversized penises, and the analysis further clarified that it was this […]

Lawless Lawmen; Another ludicrous story.


Pain is probably the most destabilizing frequency to that of happiness. The transition is a complete disturbance. It is movement from a completely free state to a completely strained one. Body tenses, breathing becomes labored, eyes become distant. The eyes are a telling tale, this person is not here in this present moment, they are […]

Tax Madness; this is our fault


Sitting on this plastic throne under an open night sky, Prime Time News in the background, my mind drifts. The opposition minister bickering, I laugh to myself, he has some good points. Makes me wonder if he would be as critical were his party in power. The tax axe, that’s what the reporter calls it. I […]

Blog Post #48: Reasons you Cant 9-5 a Creative Mind {Rant}

Blog Post #48: Reasons you Cant 9-5 a Creative Mind {Rant}


This is a subject that has been bubbling inside me for a couple months now that I have purposely tried to avoid, but to no avail. There is a place for understanding and there is a place for speaking for your rights. Rights we a talk bout now, from a strictly opinionated perspective. Is my […]

Tried and True Review


The biographical work Tried and True, published September 2011, launched November 2011, written by Gavin Hutchinson, more fondly known as Dutty Bookman is a recount of his journeys. After graduating Campion College in Jamaica, Dutty being pressed by his parents went abroad to pursue tertiary education in the field of rocket science. Subsequent shifts in […]

Making Spirals out of Squares


When I think to myself lately alot of the things that I thought mattered, truly doesn’t, for example the idea of being a writer. I think in my search to find my purpose or my contribution to humankind, I probably developed an obsession with the title of writer because of the fact that it was […]

Writing in Jamaica? Foolish?


As a child there were very rare occasions when i disclosed my dream to become a writer, where i was not told it wouldn’t work in this country. Even now, I feel like i’m following breadcrumbs in the forest like hansel. In general not alot of people like to read. In Jamaica, well you can […]