Between Worlds: Why I Write the Stories I Needed

I still remember the first time I found a book with an Armenian character in my local library. I was maybe twelve, scanning the shelves like I always did, not really expecting anything as I flipped through pages of books that looked interesting. Then it happened. I saw that name—unmistakably Armenian—and my heart actually jumped….

Reading Between the Grounds

Armenian Coffee Divination Across Generations The memory is as clear as yesterday. The dark grounds swirl at the bottom of my cup as I brush a thumb over them, just as my mother taught me. Our kitchen is filled with the rich aroma of Armenian coffee, that distinctive scent that has always meant home, comfort,…