These pictures were taken exactly a year ago. For the last 2 years more or less, many Tuesdays have been spent trawling through these volumes in search of my story. I'm keeping you guessing because I feel it's better that way. But I also want you to know that I'm still here. And that there's… Continue reading life in the library…
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
Finding this so hard, to précis my thoughts on this book. Should have done it the minute I put it down two days ago. That’s when the real, connected emotion was fresh. Having a go now… So there’s this beautiful Polish born woman who has fallen in love with South African literature and South Africa… Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: THE FIFTH MRS BRINK
. The term ‘umbilicus’, otherwise known as the belly button is the point of attachment for the umbilical cord to the embryo. Everyone has one. Everyone was once tied to a woman who gave them life- their birth mother. But not everyone has the privilege of knowing who that is. And that must be agonizing.… Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: UMBILICUS: PAULA GRUBEN: A brave tale of discovery and identity
At 5.30am I stood in the relative dark on Main Road along with another couple of thousand runners – about 27000 apparently. I’d been up at 4.15am, had a cup of coffee and a banana and debated with myself about which top to wear over my vest and pinned race number. What to do with… Continue reading Three R’s: Running, Rhinos and wRiting
BEAR WITH ME ON THIS ONE. IT'S LONGER than usual but IMPORTANT but as usual, UNEDITED. We are living in strange and uncertain times. Isn’t it always so? We make history in some way or another every single day in relative terms which will impact someone, somewhere in a future which, today, cannot be known,… Continue reading your one wild and precious life
I’ve just come out of a steaming hot shower. The glass doors in my bedroom are still steaming and misted over, so you know how keen I was to get to my laptop to get this one out. As I’m soaping and re- soaping, having gone down my right shin at least three times (do… Continue reading Can we say Virginia Woolf was vain?
What is vengeance worth? This whole Pistorius/Steenkamp tragedy has my stomach in knots. Horrific things happen daily around the world: crazy, disturbed people walk into gay clubs and shoot indiscriminately, religious groups kill over belief / land/power, another madman shoots a beautiful young British MP, planes are hijacked, people are murdered, raped. But this one… Continue reading For the sake of my own sanity
In pursuance of my obsession to learn more about the writing craft, hours are spent in relative silence hunched over my laptop with my reliable friend Mr G. Mr Google. He and I appear face to face and then he greets me with his little blue circling google dance and we wait to see what… Continue reading Don’t you DIE to go on a writer’s retreat?
With one month of 2016 gone already and nearly half of Feb... Yikes! Here are some things I learnt: That writing a book is flippin’ hard. If I thought of using the other F- word for how hard it is, this would be about the right time to use it but I'm not a big… Continue reading What things did you learn in January 2016? 20 things I did.