Ya lah, I'm
Anya / Singaporean / living in Melbourne / grey-ace / a graphic designer / working in advertising / an ex-lawyer / an illustrator / a writer / a food snob / a cat herder / a briber of dogs
huh? where is singapore?
You don't remember us? It's ok. I know we're easy to miss. Never fear, this is why tacky map modules were coded. Behold:
I just want to read your stuff
I write so that my cats can get a better life. And to get better at writing. That too.
My post-apocalyptic dystopian novella, CRADLE AND GRAVE, is out as part of Neon Hemlock's Novella series. I'm excited to join a great slate of diverse authors for this project, and I'm looking forward to everyone being able to read the book. If you're looking for some new novella reading, check it out. The paperback is available on Amazon, but ebook distribution might not be available yet outside the USA on Amazon: if you'd like to buy the ebook, buy it direct from the publisher here.
2021 Short Stories
Older Short Stories
What about nonfiction?
I run my agency's blog, which you can find [ here ]. I remain surprised that I've been given near-absolute power over the blog, which has resulted in classics such as Writing Online Dating Profiles: Advice from an Ad Agency [ x ], Long Live Avocado Toast [ x ], and The Rise of Evil Photoshop [ x ]. Don't @ me.
Didn't you publish a novel?
I published THE FIREBIRD'S TALE in 2016 with Less than Three Press. It starts with a familiar story: a kingdom on the edge of Faerie, a Prince Who Never Smiles, and a royal mandate—whomsoever can make Prince Aleksei smile will be awarded his hand in marriage. But life is never neat, and the one who succeeds not only does so by accident: he isn’t even human.
Unfortunately, Less than Three Press closed in July 2019. I'm still trying to figure things out, but I'm working on the sequel, and I'll probably re-release this book under a pay-what-you-want model after some editing. I'm grateful to everyone who's read and supported the book and to the lovely people at Less than Three Press. I wish them all the best.
where's your portfolio?
I work at an ad agency in Melbourne and in my free time I write SF&F stories, so I don't tend to take freelance clients. You can see some of the packaging I've done out in the wild for Melbourne City Rooftop Honey though, a green initiative in Melbourne focused on ethical beekeeping. Buy their stuff [x]. It's super tasty.
you should have a blog
So I finally got around to Demonslayer, when the anime series popped up on Netflix. Only the first season is up so far, so I watched half of ep 1, stopped, binged the entire manga in a day, then went back and binged the anime in 2 days. Then I watched Mugen Train on the …
Whew! Is it already February? January felt like a wild ride. I can’t believe we went from US insurrection to a second impeachment to that glorious Amanda Gorman live poem read (oh, and an inauguration), then that whole business about Gamestop. I’ve been following the Gamestop thing avidly for weeks, because the partner of someone …
Season’s greetings and all that from Melbourne. This is the first year where I’ve had to spend the holiday season in Australia rather than back in Singapore, and it’s been a surreal feeling. The cats were pleased that I didn’t abandon them to a catsitter, presumably, though less so about the cheapie Kmart costumes they …
tell me about your cats
Here are Russ and Pascal. They are totally friends. Totally. Russ loves Pascal. You can see it in his face. Their ceasefire has been in effect since 2018.
Russ is an 11+ Birman cat with food allergies and a terrible addiction to tuna. He does not think he is a cat – he thinks he is God. He considers all cat toy offerings with supreme disdain and attempts to teach him how to "sit" with contempt. Pascal is a 1+ ginger domestic shorthair with one (1) brain cell, imperfect object permanence, and an incorrectly installed cat operating system. He likes to fight all the things. Yell at all the things. He's a 24/7 perpetual motion noise machine.
Cats make great companions for writers. Mine like to cuddle up when I'm writing on the couch. Pascal often tries to add to the word count with his butt.