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Dec 18 1995: My saddest day

There are too many sad days to count, from tragic accidents which shattered families, to aeroplane crashes, SARS and the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami which was unimaginable in scale and immeasurable in the depth of grief and extent of loss across so many countries. 1,350 more words

The fool in the room

If you asked me to name one thing I did more than everything else over a lifetime of doing journalism, I’d say it was copyediting, being a rewrite guy. 2,121 more words

The story of my life?

Oh man. The audacity of getting on stage and facing a roomful of people who came to listen to three authors talk about writing autobiographies. Throughout the hour at the Singapore Writers Festival on November 4, I expected someone to burst into the Blue Room at the Arts House and blow the whistle on me, screeching: “That man is a fraud, he never wrote an autobiography!” 1,621 more words

Flower power

It’s September 21 2016,  forty years since I started work at The New Straits Times in Kuala Lumpur. Here’s how I became a journalist and what my first editors taught me. 3,049 more words

Six months and counting!

It is six months since I left the newsroom and all those people who predicted I would be bored out of my mind within a month, that I’d drive my wife crazy being a crochety old man and that I’d rot in front of the TV have been dreadfully wrong. 2,778 more words

WRITING: A streak of recklessness

Straits Times senior writer Cheong Suk Wai helms the Big Read at the National Library for dedicated readers who discuss books, reading and writing. Her story about Good Grief! 1,626 more words