The Joy Luck Club meets The Time Traveller’s Wife with the power of The Immortalists in this story that explores the ramifications of choices made by the generations of a British-Chinese family of time-travellers. A heart-warming, richly poetic novel, brimming with tenderness, joy and loss. Pim Wangtechawat strikes a perfect balance between vulnerability, fallibility and warmth.
THE MOON REPRESENTS MY HEART
by Pim Wangtechawat
Oneworld UK, Spring 2023
(via Mushens Entertainment)
Father: Joshua understands the strict rules of time travel: only observe, things cannot be changed. But things are changing quickly for him. When the opportunity of a lifetime comes to attend university in London and leave the Kowloon Walled City in Hong Kong behind, he finds the courage to take it. From there, he feels it: this is where life begins. Stepping on that plane is the first decision that will have ramifications for generations to come.
Son: When Tommy’s parents travel to the past and never reappear, it feels as though time has stopped. But as it slowly restarts and everyone else moves forward, Tommy looks to the past. Struggling with the loss of his father, Tommy falls in love with a girl from the 1930s. Although his gifts allow him to walk through time, Tommy’s inability to confront his own history in the face of tragedy begins to affect his present, and has severe ramifications for the people who can truly bring him happiness.
Pim Wangtechawat is a Thai-Chinese writer from Bangkok with a Masters in Creative Writing from Edinburgh Napier University. Her short stories, poems, and articles have been published in various magazines and journals such as The Mekong Review, The Nikkei Asian Review, and YesPoetry. She has performed her poetry at events in Edinburgh hosted by Shoreline of Infinity and the Scottish BAME Writers Network, and has given talks about her writing at Chulalongkorn University and Ruamrudee International School. She is currently working on her second book and aims to tell stories that reflect our shared humanity and bring more Asian writers to the forefront. THE MOON REPRESENTS MY HEART is inspired by the author’s family. She would like to note that her family are not time travellers, even though she wishes they were.
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