It’s amazing how a silly childhood memory can manifest into something so much bigger.
If this sounds vaguely familiar, I also talked about it in June’s newsletter. Then I asked my friend and author Ly Tran, who was kind enough to give me a crash course in memoir writing. And I’m proud to share that six months later, The Vietnamese Madonna is now available to read on diaCRITICS!
Read the essay on diaCRITICS |
If you’re not familiar with diaCRITICS, it’s an online publication founded by Viet Thanh Nguyen, the Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Sympathizer. This issue focuses on music of the Southeast Asia diaspora, and I may have screamed bloody murder when Eric Nguyen, their editor-in-chief (and author of one of my favorite books, Things We Lost to The Water) emailed for permission to publish the piece.
Moral of the story Reader?
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What I’m reading 📚: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin. Everything I could ever want in a book: An original plot; vivid imagery; and well-developed characters. I raced through the chapters in a little over a day, wondering if childhood friends and business partners Sam and Sadie would ever take their relationship to the next level. A reminder that love is so much more than romance—in this case, the love that two people share for making video games and challenging each other as creatives. Even though the following quote is about making games, I can relate so hard to this statement as a writer:
What I’m streaming ⏯: This hilarious scene from Brooklyn Nine-Nine, which I discovered when trying to nail down the meaning behind Backstreet Boys’ "I Want It That Way" for a scene I was writing. (Spoiler: There is none, it’s just Swedish producers trying to write in English.) Personally, I prefer "Shape of My Heart" a little more, but even the Washington Post knows there’s something magical about this song.
What I’m cooking👩🏻‍🍳: This pumpkin soup from the Monster Foodies. The directions are a little vague, so I recommend roasting a quartered half-onion alongside the pumpkin. My daughter spit it out on the first bite but was so proud of mashing the pumpkin, she kept telling people, “I made soup for my mom!” A reminder that the journey is just as valuable as the destination. Of course, you’re welcome to add spices (Curry powder or garam masala would be awesome) but it’s tasty as is.
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Wishing you a cozy October,
Sophia :)
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