Announcement: New Blog – Nightmares and Other Things

NightmareAfter yet another horrible night of fitful sleep and grotesque nightmares, I’ve decided to blog about my dreams. They are rarely pretty and often feed my insomnia. I’ve never written them down before, so I’m hoping that this will be therapeutic in some way.

I will continue to review books, movies and games here at Literary Homicide, but if you are interested in the macabre and find yourself up late at night, with nothing to do, hop over and let me know what you think.

New posts will be added within the next few days, but in the meantime, here is the first post.


Fw: Fw: Fw: Fwd: Fwd: Fw: Fw: The movies

So, I got this from my mom. Though it closely resembles one of those annoying chain e-mails that you tend to get from bored work colleagues and parents who have recently learned to use technology, some of these are actually pretty good. I also feel that a number of these apply to sitcoms, series and telenovelas as well. Continue reading

Breaking News: Starlight Blogger Award

Starlight Blogger Award 05/30/2015

This Award is created to highlight and promote Inspiring Bloggers.

I am an unabashedly sarcastic individual and when people meet me they often find it difficult to figure out if my responses and comments in conversation are genuine. That said, I am very much humbled and excited about being nominated for this award. Though the nomination came from a friend, it should also be understood that he is my most honest critic, second only to myself. Continue reading

Friendship means terrorising each other with Aqua

This conversation brought to you by yours truly and your friendly neighbourhood Sneaky Squirrel: Continue reading

Evaluate My Work, Not My Body Art

I’m grateful to work in an environment that is accepting of my body art but this a very real problem for a number of my friends.

I agree that I spent more time deciding on a design and placement of my tattoos than I did deciding on what to major in at university. Truly, there are many people out there who tattoo for the sake of tattooing but what happened to judging someone by the content of their character or not judging a book by its cover or not tarring everyone with the same brush?

Ambika Kamath

When I was an undergrad, one of my reasons for wanting to continue in academia was my aversion to Western formal clothing. If I became a Ph.D. student and then a professor, I thought, I would hardly ever need to wear suits or dress shirts, and such a life appealed to me. I had seen academics of all stripes dress in all sorts of ways, and I naively believed that this signalled something very progressive about academia’s stance towards appearance: wear what you want, because you’ll be evaluated based upon your ideas and work, not how you choose to present yourself.

But a recent article in a column called Ask Alice (published on the website of Science, one of the most high profile scientific journals out there) confirms my naivete. In this piece, an anonymous academic who finds themselves in a “conservative place” for their postdoc, asks Dr. Alice Huang, “Am I crazy…

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The billionaire, rancher, badboy, with a soft side because he was in the military and saw some shit but also needs fixing, from Montana

That title alone should tell you exactly what is wrong with romance novels today. The main reason I started this blog was to review the literary abomination that is 50 Shades of Grey. The result was me reading scores of equally shitty romance novels that were self-published or by breakout authors. For the most part, these books are mundane but occasionally, you find a gem that’s worth reading. This post is not about those finds. Continue reading