Masak Singgang Ikan Tenggiri

  • 2-3 slices mackerel
  • 1 lemongrass lightly pounded or punctured at the root
  • 3-4 slices galanggal root
  • turmeric root or powder (I like my broth very turmeric-y so I use about a tablespoon but YMMV. Try 2cm if fresh turmeric root, which is what most recipes recommend)
  • 2-3 slices young ginger
  • 6-7 red shallots, sliced
  • 4 cloves garlic, sliced
  • 1-2 pinches sugar (I used demerara sugar as usual)
  • salt to taste
  • 1 teaspoon belachan paste.
    3-5 green bird’s eye chillis, lightly pounded. (or 1 red green chilli sliced, if you can’t stand heat)
  • 2-3 small pieces asam gelugur/keping


Place everything except for the fish in a pot with enough water to make a gently fragrant broth. When the broth is bubbling and flavoursome, add the fish so it will poach. Season with some grated black pepper.

December is Here! December is Here!

Academic Action Plans, Academic Writing Goals, Writing Action Plans, Writing Challenges

Phew, I had quite a November. As of right now, I have presented two conference papers (wrote one from scratch, got it solicited for a journal issue, still waiting to hear back), written 20k words in Rosemirror, and have 13 stories out on submission. Plus work on academic writing.

In December, I fully intend to continue working on Rosemirror, bringing it up to between 50k-60k words which is a sweet spot for the ending of a narrative arc. Then I can revise and add more words in 2018, with an estimated finish of 120k words, same as Watermyth.

So, to help keep me motivated, I’m going to be posting my Rosemirror-drafting progress here. It would be really nice to end the year with this because then I’d feel like less of an abject failure 🙂

Write along with me if you’re also trying to catch up on your wordcount! <3

20083 / 50000 words. 40% done!

Word progress meter available here.

November Updates

Academic Action Plans, Academic Writing Goals, Writing Action Plans, Writing Goals

2017 is almost drawing to a close and for many it means holiday-time. I too am looking forward to the winding down of the year, although for me it means staying at home and healing/writing.

I’ve honestly lost track of the things I’ve done in October but I do know I submitted three stories then, and have submitted three stories in November. All up, I’ve submitted short stories 46 times this year, with three acceptances: Clarkesworld, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, and The Dark. I also had two poetry acceptances: Strange Horizons, and Uncanny.

So far, things I have had published this year: three poems, two short stories, a book review, an academic book chapter, a blog post on the Strange Horizons blog, an academic article.

It’s very little compared to last year but it’s been a very challenging year. Doesn’t seem to be very sensible or constructive to beat myself up about it.

As for the agent hunt, I’m taking a break from it to be kind to myself. Also, I’m drafting Rosemirror (the second book of the Cantata of the Fourfold Realms right now) and am quite excited at how the entire Cantata is shaping up. It seems a good idea to wait till I’ve finished drafting it, have a bigger picture, revisit Watermyth and then send out a batch of queries next year. I made a beginner’s mistake of querying my top ten agents first so now I have to start from scratch again but eh, I am not particularly well-researched when it comes to agents so maybe better things are around the corner.

I’ll probably get one of those marketplace books this time, do things properly next year. I have a suspicion I’m utterly shit when it comes to crafting queries.

Other things I am writing/editing:

  • 2 academic articles I am co-writing/editing with my supervisees and my co-supervisors.
  •  An EcoGothic chapter for a collection to be sent to a pretty cool publishing house.
  • A monograph I’d really like to get published at said cool publishing house.
  • An epic space opera time-travel romp of a novelette featuring Admiral Zhen-Juan as a mildly bemused mentor.
  • Sequel to Reversion, Vashti’s story.
  • A historical zombie dark fantasy (more fantasy than horror).
  • Another mosaic and byzantine Lusini short story based on the aftermath of Butter-Daughters.
  • A Venetian historical romance fantasy short story.
  • A naval planetary romance set in Sesen (I actually finished  writing this in 2014, decided it was rubbish and then disemboweled it and rewrote from scratch).
  • I also wrote the first Episode of a new eco-domestic fairytale retelling serial (The Loathly Lady and the Cabbage Farmer) that I’m posting over at The Mythogenetic Grove for free. Sometimes it’s just nice to write things you don’t have to submit anywhere.
  • Three academic articles I am still dithering over because of self-doubt and woe.

More urgently, I am presenting two conference papers in the coming week and this is what I will be working on this weekend.

Reading notes: I have read 99 books in 2017 — this is my best reading statistic since the (not so) new millennium. I still want to reach 120 books by year’s end, however but this month has run away from me. Unsettled by too many things happening at once.

Listening to: Fickle Sun (II) The Hour is Thin — Brian Eno


Mango and Passionfruit Chutney


Hello! This recipe came about because I had two over-ripe mangoes in the fridge plus a bottle of passionfruit pulp I’d forgotten about! I didn’t dare make my usual spicy (and sooo tasty) mango chutney so I opted for a mild and fragrant chutney gently flavoured with makrut leaves.

When I was younger, I used to like to make simple recipes complex by adding different ingredients to tweak with taste profiles. But in my fairly advanced years, I’ve recently really enjoyed very simple recipes — subtracting, rather than adding ingredients. My favourite recipes tend to happen because of necessity and because I need to clear out my modestly sized fridge. So yay to cooking the practical home cook way!

Note: Being a practical non-pro home-cook, I tend to eyeball everything first before I figure out measurements so adjust your seasonings accordingly.

Second Note: This recipe has no vinegar. The passionfruit has its own acidity that’s more than enough. Still! Don’t store this forever — should be consumed within a week or so.


  • Flesh of two ripe mangoes
  • 1 1/2 cups or so of passionfruit pulp
  • 1/2 a yellow onion, diced
  • 2 red shallots, minced
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 medium slices ginger, minced.
  • 2 makrut leaves, very thinly sliced.
  • 1/2 a green chilli, very thinly sliced.
  • a teaspoon of mixed fennel, fenugreek and black mustard seeds
  • 1/2 tablespoon cumin powder
  • oil (I use corn oil because it’s one of the least carcinogenic oils out there)
  • salt to taste
  • soft brown sugar to taste (about 2-3 teaspoons for me as I don’t like it overpoweringly sweet)


  1. Heat oil in wok.
  2. When it is lightly simmering, add the mixed spice mixture (fennel, fenugreek, mustard).
  3. When this pops, add onions, garlic, shallot, ginger, green chillis and makrut leaves (yes, all at once).
  4. Stir gently until fragrant.
  5. Drop in the mango flesh and then the passionfruit pulp. Stir so that it is nicely incorporated with the aromatics.
  6. Season with salt, soft brown sugar and cumin powder.
  7. Let it bubble until it reaches chutney consistency. Keep stirring.
  8. When it is cooked, let it cool, and then store in a jar.

I ate this with basmati rice, leftover thakkali pal curry, long beans curry, eggplant curry (all very mild, made the way my beloved late granny used to make `em. Yummy!), and freshly made fish cutlets flavoured with makrut leaves. Heaven!

Problematizing My Problematizing and Other Tales

Academic Writing Goals, Travels, Writing Action Plans, Writing Goals

Today’s title brought to you by the fact that this Helen Oyeyemi article that I was supposed to submit to a bucket list academic publication two weeks ago is still being revised. Because I reread some of the core texts and my research/thoughts have so far evolved since I submitted my PhD dissertation.

I *was* going to turn that dissertation into two monographs, *was* going to take a sabbatical this year so this could happen. Alas, life dealt me with more than one curve ball. My sabbatical was “postponed” unless I could jump into a time machine to prove I had 5 ISI/SCOPUS publications. So far to date I have 1 ERA/EBSCO etc indexed publication, 3 scopus publications and that’s not enough. I *may* have 4 Scopus publications, I’m not sure.

So I sadly declined to jump into a time machine, and decided not to go on sabbatical. Maybe I’ll try again in ten year’s time, if I’m still alive.

Anyway, with my current health scare, I had to streamline a lot of my impossible projections and expectations for myself this year. So it would have been a wasted sabbatical. Life truly works in mysterious ways. Still, it’s been a very bitter pill for me to swallow. Because I promised myself my 42nd year of life had to be extraordinary — since I was destined to spend the rest of my life alone. I don’t want to grow up an old, embittered spinster with nothing to live for.

I was going to go to Venice, or Helsinki, or New York, or Paris. I *was* going to go to Helsinki and Queensland this year.

What happened? Health scare which led to a six month course of antibiotics, plus steroid inhalers which fucked me up to the extent that I now have palpitations and irregular heart rhythms. So far September has been a month of going to two hospitals more than once, multiple tests and we’re still not getting to the bottom of why my heart won’t behave itself. Oh, and all of my hard work losing weight? Down the drain. Within the course of six months I put on 8kg and now don’t even have my usual physical mobility so I can swim off the kgs. I’ve had to learn what my body can do and what it can’t do so I can remain moderately fit. I still have a good resting heart rate of between 60-71bpm (it goes down to 58bpm when I sleep), but I have also lost my ability to swim breaststrokes like a swimming pool monster. Now I’m more a timid and frail old lady doing timid laps. Well, I was. I’ve decided to stop swimming until they figure out what is wrong with me. So I just walk laps in corridors now. Faithfully, dedicatedly. Every day.

Every night, a sense of terror that I won’t wake up if I fall asleep. Every night, my heart feels strange, like it’s not mine. Like I’m not in this body that is not mine.

I must have faith, I tell myself. It might be nothing. I’ve stopped the steroid inhalers. The antibiotics end in October. My lungs are clear, kidneys slightly battered from years of diabetes but still okay and functional, liver’s on the borderline but still okay, and at least one hospital has declared my thyroid function is okay.

That’s all well and good but mystery heart is still being mysterious and I could write a story about how my heart is really a garuda wanting to take wing and bring me up to a magical empire or kingdom where I can be a badass superhero, but the truth is every night I am whispering into my pillow, please be okay, please be okay, please be normal. Please let me wake up tomorrow, I have too many stories to write, too many articles to finish, too much inside me I want to share. Please don’t let it end here.

Tell me, when you contain all of these emotions and thoughts, how can one ever have ordinary conversation?

So I suppose this is a letter, in lieu of a conversation.

I am okay because I am determined to be okay.

I am not okay because I do not know the future and that’s terrifying.

All I know is what I have had in lieu of an extraordinary year:

I’ve written some extraordinary things that I am rather proud of. I cleared myself of accumulated debt which means that for the first time since I returned from Australia, I’m feeling comfortable — but still not flush enough to be able to move out of my apartment. Sigh.

In lieu of finding a better place to live in, I’ve stayed in some pretty awesome hotels that I really enjoyed. Some, like the E&O and Lone Pine, I’ve been “pining” after since I was a kid growing up in Penang. It was magical despite the health fears. No regrets. I needed those time outs. Oh, I also flew business for the first time in my life. It was a local trip and I booked two months in advance so it did not wind up costing too much.

Not quite Paris but it may be better because I’ll always love Penang more than I love any other place on the planet.

Oh, and I finished Watermyth. Finally! I queried Watermyth! Finally! But now I’m still improving it because I’m problematizing my problematizing of certain tropes through the novel. And new perspectives keep happening. But, it’s done. (If only I was able to stop tweaking! Argh!). I’m hoping to send more queries this weekend.

..and I supposed one may say all of those publications were rather extraordinary. But I barely filled a thimble. My entire publishing output since 2007 is less than some people publish in a year. Oh well. At least I do have people who seem to like what I write. That’s awfully nice.

And now, I need to get back to that blasted Helen Oyeyemi article where I am still problematizing my problematizing of her texts. It’s got to be good because goddamn it I’ll conquer bucket list publication somehow. *shakes belligerent fists at the world*

This wasn’t exactly what I was planning on writing but *shrug* …hasn’t exactly been a planned year. But I’m resilient and not willing to give up without a fight. So heart, if you’re a garuda, you’d better fight along with me. We’ve got some more awesomeness we need to achieve. Goddamnit we’re owed some awesomeness.


August 2017 Writing Roundup

Academic Action Plans, Academic Writing Goals, Writing Action Plans, Writing Goals

I won’t have much to report for September since I haven’t really been submitting short stories this month. Been focused on the novel, teaching/academia, academic writing and my health. However, August was a pretty busy month for me. So let’s see what got done!

  1. Submitted three short stories.
  2. Got back 2-3 rejections (lost count, could be more).
  3. Got an acceptance for The Dark! Remember the postcolonial Gothic MURDER PONTIANAK PLAY? Yep! It’ll be out later this year!
  4. Did a substantial amount of work on Watermyth during my 1 week Penang writing retreat/vacation. (Still working on it, tbh. I’ve taken to revising the novel in cafes like a stereotypical author. Mostly because a change of scene was needed.)
  5. Brought two academic articles to the “close to submission” point. But then I wanted to send them to higher tier/indexed academic journals so now I am still perfecting them and changing formatting/style to suit journal house styles.
  6. Worked on my Millennial Malaysian monograph.
  7. Oh and it was a helluva month for publications. I had a short story in Clarkesworld (Reversion), a reprint in Lackington’s (Auto-Rejection: An Outro), a poem in Strange Horizons (Tinwoman’s Phantom Heart), also a microblog post for Strange Horizon’s fundraiser. Putting the other months of the year to shame! It was a bit of an emotional rollercoaster so I’m glad things are quiet enough in September that I can take some time off from social media to concentrate on myself and my health/goals.

Well, that’s it for August. September seems to be a “no short story submission” month so my September roundup will likely focus on the novel and my academic writing.

Books Read in August 2017

Reading Challenge
  1. The Drowning Eyes — Emily Foster
  2. The Star-Touched Queen — Roshani Chokshi
  3. A Crown of Wishes — Roshani Chokshi
  4. Serving Pleasure — Alisha Rai
  5. When Dimple Met Rishi — Sandhya Menon
  6. The Fifth Season — NK Jemisin
  7. The Obelisk Gate — NK Jemisin
  8. Pride and Prejudice (reread) — Jane Austen

I will post my September list once September is done. So far I’m at 87 books which is more than I’ve read since at least 2001 (when I started working on my MA dissertation — then a lot of my reading was divided between “for pleasure” and “for research”). I reduced my 2017 goal from 150 books to a more manageable 120 books. Looks like I’m getting there, and reading a lot of good books along the way!

Fruity Cinnamon Pancakes


I just made these today randomly so measurements may not be perfect. The taste however was perfection and I was very happy with it. Since sharing is caring, here you go. Enjoy! Feel free to tweak and improve upon it!


Sift a cup of wheat flour into a bowl, add a tablespoon of cornflour, 2-3 pinches baking powder and a pinch or so of sea-salt. In another bowl mix together an egg, milk, vanilla essence. Slowly fold it into the dry mixture. Add demerara sugar and cinnamon powder. Let stand for 5 minutes.

Cut up a mixture of fruit: strawberries, cherries, yellow nectarine. All diced and mixed together in a pretty pile.

Heat butter in pan. Drop in the batter in rounds. Add a sprinkle or so of fruit. When the pancake is partway cooked, add more batter to bind the fruit. Then flip it over so it is browned on the other side. Reserve some of the fruit mixture. When pancakes are done, drop the rest of the fruit mixture into the pan which should still have a bit of sizzling butter. Let the fruit mixture cook gently (you may add a sprinkle of demerara sugar if you like). Arrange fruit over pancake heap and then drizzle over maple syrup (or sugar free maple-flavoured syrup for me).

So. Yum.

August in a Nutshell: Keeping It Simple, Preserving my Health, Energy and Emotional Equilibrium

Academic Action Plans, Academic Writing Goals, Writing Action Plans, Writing Goals

I had grand plans for August which included concluding work on my Malaysian Genre monograph, and finalizing revisions on Watermyth which is still out on query with Dream Agent. To be clear, I’ve been revising the dratted novel for two years, but the panic adrenaline of querying revealed to me how I could make it better — it never ends!

Anyway, I also wanted to submit academic articles and short stories.

But health threw a spanner in the works. I’ve been suffering extremely bad acid reflux due to medication and stress. So bad, I thought I was having a heart attack, and was sent to ER in an ambulance. That’s kinda a wake-up call.

Then, the research institute said they wanted final reports for our research project on the 15th and not the 28th.

I promptly gave up after that.

Not on the monograph, but on finishing the monograph in August. It needs more work anyhow. So I’ll do it slowly but by next week I should have sent the book proposal to my targeted publisher (they don’t need the whole book just a targeted completion date plus other info).

Work on the novel’s progressing nicely. I’m reasonably optimistic I’ll be satisfied with it by the 28th of August, barring life’s vicissitudes.

I’ve also submitted a three-act postcolonial Gothic play although that might get rejected by tonight or tomorrow night (can never catch a break with this pub *laughsob*. One day. One day!)

On the reading front, I’ve already read a fistful of books and novellas. I am up to 78 books read. Enjoying Roshani Chokshi’s Crown of Wishes right now, and I have When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon on my iPad’s Kobo reader. Delightful!

On the publication front, I am Miss Published In Clarkesworld Four Times. I feel I deserve bragging rights especially since it’s been such a rough year for me healthwise. Let a girl enjoy her successes when they come.

What’s even more awesome is reader feedback coming in for Reversion. I was really nervous about it because I’ve been norty. Oh so norty. But people seem to really like it? Yay! Well, the critics haven’t weighed in yet so I’m nervous but you know, I don’t write for critics. I write for dreamers and weirdoes like me. 😉

Also, I am still very happy that POC Destroy Science Fiction got the recognition it deserved by being nominated for the British Fantasy Award. It’s not quite the same as being nominated as an individual but since my story was one of the most fantasy-ish in the volume, I can’t help feeling verklempt. Also, it’s a huge jump from thinking I’d never get nominated ever to having something I’m in get nominated. It gives me some hope, I guess. And small amounts of hope can be a good thing.

I guess this is it for now. I got no time to pretty up this blog. I know, semester break but I always seem to be super busy during semester break trying to meet my writing, research, reading and submission quotas.

But. Deep breaths. August is also about self-care, getting well, resting so I can survive the incoming semester. So. Cannot push myself too hardlor.