I wear many hats woman, wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. white, privileged, educated, lawyer, writer mostly, I am woman which hat do I wear when there’s a crisis in the lives of women? I call on my highest self I question what I can do. As a woman first and then as the other. At… Continue reading suggestions for my south africa
I’m really pleased that Women’s Month is over. In over five years of my monthly blog- starting in January 2014- I’ve barely missed a single month. But this year, I missed my June, July and August blogs. Every time I thought about it or wanted to write something, it felt pointless, useless, a waste of… Continue reading How to BEGIN again in SPRING.
Deadlines loom but it’s impossible for me to move on until I can empty my mind onto the paper (or here onto the laptop). I hope to contain it all in a vaguely coherent way that will be readable to you, Dearest Reader, but you know what? Part of me doesn’t mind as much-… Continue reading the FEAST of the Franschhoek Literary Festival 2019
And there it went again: Sunday past was Mother’s day. I kept deliberately quiet about it this year and I’m not sure really why. Perhaps because I’ve said so much about it already. Like here: I had no urge to write or post or send texts or pics to mother friends. My mother was visiting… Continue reading why I didn’t blog on MOTHERS DAY
If you’ve been following my writing journey at all - thank you, thank you, thank you- you may have seen that around this time last year, I blogged about the highlights of the FLF. It was one of those spontaneous blogs, the ones you don’t give much thought to. You just whack it out ‘cos… Continue reading So, what’s the big deal about the Franschhoek Literary Festival?
What a terrific quote! It was (one of) my favourite sayings of dynamic business woman Phillipa Geard, CEO, founder and inspiration behind the multi award- winning company RecruitMyMom. Phillipa was talking at the request of Sue Cowen of Clear Coaching, a dynamo in her own right who is passionate about the work she does as… Continue reading Real queens fix each other’s crowns
I must have been about 8 years old when the little girl in the desk next to me said I was going to go to hell. I was scared. I imagined a pit of pitch dark and flaming orange fires. But for some reason I didn’t believe I would get stuck there and die. Shame,… Continue reading Why it’s important to find your tribe: a lesson in kindness
Hate not keeping to my self-made promise of at least one blog a month but I need to spend more time with 'real' writing & need to get offline to do so. Will update you when necessary. In the meantime, my two books , From Courtrooms to Cupcakes and Somewhere in Between are now making… Continue reading shortest blog. one pic
So where’s the media tonight? Was my overriding thought at Tuesday’s farewell for Di Berry, retiring headmistress at Rustenburg Girls Junior. Why aren’t they here? Why don’t they come and listen and report objectively, see for themselves, take the time to understand stories- whole stories, not single stories- of those who selflessly devote themselves to… Continue reading Are all teachers, real teachers?
Hell am I glad that this will be the last post on Somewhere In Between! I cannot explain quite how relentlessly exhausting it is to write a book, get it edited, edited,edited, and edited, proofed and proofed and … proofed get it formatted and get a great cover, get it published, get people to read the… Continue reading sparking conversations at the Book Lounge