In 2008, Tiare received her M.A. in English from the University of Hawaiʻi at Mānoa where she grew accustomed to the old tile and the peeling paint at Kuykendall. A few years later, her friends saved her from an office cubicle when they suggested she try her hand at teaching. And so, in the summer of 2012, she embarked on a new direction and taught a writing class or two at the College Opportunities Program here in Mānoa. She has not stopped since and now teaches writing courses at the University of West Oʻahu (shout-out to the West Side)! She is currently working on her Ph.D. in English back at UH Mānoa. Her work appears in journals and books, here and there, but mostly here. She loves clichés.
What does the word paradise mean to you?
Time enough for binge-gaming (which is much easier to find while working in a cubicle).
Where is home to you?
I was born here in Honolulu, spent the hanabada days in Taravao, the angsty pre-teen and teen days in Hilo, and a ten-year blue period in Denver, CO. These are places that have served as home at one time or another. I currently live in ʻAiea. Home is a state of being that transcends time and space/place.
What is the best book/film/article/piece of visual art/piece of music/play/etc. about paradise that you’ve encountered?
Any dystopian film that reminds us of and gives meaning to the word paradise.