Hi! I’m Vasudevan Mukunth, a science writer in/from India. I’ve penned science stories for The Hindu, Quartz, Scroll and Hindustan Times, and now write for The Wire (all bylines here).
Broadly, I enjoy discovering how theories and observations are connected, and how different observations across fields can often be derived in a continuous, logical sequence starting from the first principles (this is why metamaterials spook me). Specifically, I’m drawn toward astronomy and high-energy physics. I write this blog because if I don’t write something down, I’ll probably forget it.
What is ‘edmx’?
I was just going for ‘editor: M’ but ‘edm’ was always going to give the wrong idea, so I tacked on an ‘x’. Now I can pretend ‘ed mx’ also stands for ‘editor max’ or something like that.
Why do you keep changing this blog’s name?
Because my blog means a lot of things to me, and what exactly it means to me now will only be a subset of what it will mean to me tomorrow. It’s my most intimate interlocutor on my journey to figuring out who I am, what I want to do, that sort of thing. And it’s only because it’s acquired the character of a science blog do I know that I’m interested in science (and whatever about science I’ve stated earlier). So, I’m sorry if you mind the changing names but it’s not going to stop; if you’ve subscribed to this blog, the updates will always keep coming.
Note: No links will ever break, but if you’re looking for a URL that will always point to this blog, try https://isnerd.wordpress.com/.
What did the previous name, ‘gaplogs’, mean?
A log of gaps in my knowledge and my attempts to patch them up.
I stopped using it because my relationship with my blog in the last year changed from being about learning to something more expressive and opinionated.
Do you have a favourite quote?
Yes, I do.
After a cup of tea (two spoonsful for each cup, and don’t let it stand more than three minutes,) it says to the brain, “Now, rise, and show your strength. Be eloquent, and deep, and tender; see, with a clear eye, into Nature and into life; spread your white wings of quivering thought, and soar, a god-like spirit, over the whirling world beneath you, up through long lanes of flaming stars to the gates of eternity!”
– Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat.