At first I wrote nonfiction, for catharsis, for self reflection, for healing and growth. Creative writing courses opened the way to experimentation, exploring issues such as loneliness, cultural identity, relationship complexities and the outward manifestations of past trauma, all set them in contemporary local settings. Then I started writing a novel, and things got out of hand. Now there’s elves and dissolving floors, channeling the thoughts of animals and beasts emerging from body cavities.