The staff at the fictional Manhattan magazine waits with bated breath. It’s a make-or-break moment for reporter Vivian Kent, who’s on a call with Kacy Duke, the personal trainer once in the inner circle of Russian-born con artist Anna Sorokin. Kent had been working on the story of Sorokin’s exploits for months,…
Wandering the Lines – a Column by Sherry Toh
White, male, formerly nondisabled: That was the typical profile of an explicitly disabled character in pop culture when I was a kid. Even then, I can only recall two who made an impression on me. The first was Charles Xavier, also known as Professor X of the “X-Men” movies. The…
Winter in Singapore isn’t like winter in many other countries. Not much changes in terms of the weather. It might be cooler on days when the Fates are kind, but for the most part, conditions stay hot and humid. We don’t get glittering blankets of snowfall or sheets of ice,…
My parents used to joke that I should’ve been born an American. As a kid, I loved burgers and fries, I was enamored with Disney movies and country music, and I spoke “proper” English better than anyone else in my family. That’s not to say I didn’t love it here…
Since billionaire Elon Musk bought Twitter in late October, I’ve stumbled into the role of being my family’s resident reporter about all things related to the site. It started when Musk gutted entire essential teams with a mass layoff. Then a new verification system allowed people to impersonate public…
Damn Taylor Swift and her lyricism. I had a different plan for this column, with a different title in mind for it. I was going to ramble about moving out of the condominium I’ve been staying in for almost two years. There was to be a farewell to its inaccessible…
Many a think piece has been written about what Twitter, and social media in general, does to our brains. Experts have even weighed in on what doomscrolling, a term Merriam-Webster defines as “the tendency to continue to surf or scroll through bad news, even though that news is saddening, disheartening,…
I was going to have a cardiac arrest. That’s what a doctor told my mum during my latest hospitalization for an infection, preparing her for the worst. My acid levels were too high, confirmed by a blood test and my struggle breathing. In his decade of experience, the doctor…
Of all the works of art in the world, the one masterpiece with an undue influence on my writing is the Broadway production of “Hamilton.” Maybe it’s a cliche for a writer and musical nerd in her 20s to say this, but when I listened to the “Hamilton”…
Note: This column includes thoughts about suicide. Resources for help are listed at the end of the column. On a brown and white display cabinet in my living room are two framed pictures of me. One was taken in a professional studio when I was about 6 years old. I’m…
