Mark Wang

2 months ago | tribunecontentagency.com | Genevieve Donnellon-May |Mark Wang

On December 25, 2024, Chinese state media Xinhua reported that the country had officially approved the construction of what will be the world largest hydro-dam with annual capacity of 60 gigawatts (GW), or 300 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity. The planned site is on the lower reaches of the Yarlung Tsangpo River in the Tibet Autonomous Region, in the foothills of the Himalayas.

Aug 6, 2024 | pdxmonthly.com | Mark Wang

One kind of interruption, to paraphrase poet Mary Oliver, knocks on the door when you are trying to write. Another, more insidious distractor comes from inside your head. It tells you to schedule a dentist appointment or to go buy groceries. I started fashioning DIY artistic retreats when I realized that briefly relocating could help me evade both types of creativity hijackers.

Jun 5, 2024 | pdxmonthly.com | Mark Wang

Bird Days of Summer Can’t tell a flicker from a finch? Not a problem. The recently rebranded Bird Alliance of Oregon, formerly known as Portland Audubon, welcomes ultrabeginners (and beyond) to its series of free summer programs. Expect queer birding meetups, meditative bird-observation field trips, and, because all creatures are welcome here, dragonfly walks.

May 20, 2024 | northbynorthwestern.com | Mark Wang |Annie Xia

In the year of the rabbit, I carried Grandma’s old blanket from bed downstairs and wrapped myself in Grandpa’s reading chair. Firecrackers laughed from the TV in a distant city of gold and red,And a flowery perfume simmered through the air. Dinner in twenty, fortune in envelopes, and family forever. Wuhan summer. American winter. Lotus flowers bloomed and withered. On the 15th day, dream lanterns soared into the sky and fell wherever. New Year's Eve dredges bittersweet memories from the Yang Zhe river.

May 13, 2024 | northbynorthwestern.com | Mark Wang

Theodore turned away from the road to look at the rapidly contorting face of his girlfriend Katherine. She didn’t seem to enjoy hearing about the life he had led in the twelve hours since he hung up the phone. Katherine looked at the planning calendar on her lap. The only entry for the day was an event simply titled “Funeral.” It was color-coded red for urgent. She then looked down at her black dress. It was, indeed, black.