Gosh it's been a long time since I last posted. But today I'm excited about the writing life and thought I would just pop something in here - to keep you in the loop. Yesterday, not so much. That's the way the writing life goes. Even thought I was gonna ditch the damn thing! But… Continue reading still excited about the writing life!
It’s the first Monday of a new Month of a new Year! 2022. I love the number TWO. It's even, balanced, symmetrical and all of them here together add up to six and six is the number of people in family so that feels kinda good to me! Does it feel good to you? I… Continue reading 20Twenty2 and a short BOOK REVIEW
Book I've just finished in the pic is The Midnight Library by Matt Haig. Nothing to do with this blog except that it is a beautiful pic I thought and I loved the book. One of last few powerful phrases in it : I AM ALIVE
Writing this while sitting alone at a designated table set up in front of the new Exclusive Books store at the V&A Waterfront with a poster advertising that I will be signing books, like a mirror behind me. Sanitiser and a bottle of water to my left, books – both Afrikaans and English - in… Continue reading Normal people. And some reflections on a Sunday book signing by an ordinary writer.
It's been a crazy time for me. in the last few weeks. I wish I could write more about it all, and I will as I have a thousand little anecdotes floating around in my head- but here's a little snippet of news for my blog. My new book, Searching for Sarah: The Woman who… Continue reading BOOK RELEASE! My new book: Searching for Sarah, the woman who loved Langenhoven.
Before I finally met Wanda, I had been aware of her creator (Lynn Joffe) making noises from the side lines. I’d heard the piercing questions at author events, seen her around and about (online) and somehow – unwittingly - got to even read a short sample of what must have been an early Wanda on… Continue reading BOOK REVIEW: The GOSPEL according to Wanda B. Lazarus- Lynn Joffe
MONDAY 1st I concentrated so hard on cutting the butternut on Monday night, watching the serrated but blunt knife slice a little strip off each cut circle. It didn’t help. My eyes started stinging (no, not onion) and my heart felt a distinct unsettling. I’d just waved goodbye to my eldest child, my only son,… Continue reading Time MARCH(es) ON
Believe me my young friend, there is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats- The Wind in the Willows Arniston: Around 1995: Recently married, my husband and I hired a little boat (a rubber thingie with a tiny engine, I imagine around 15horse power engine- why… Continue reading Messing about in boats: a short story for our time.
I recently read an article on alternative lives, lives unlived or just doing things differently. The crossroads we reach at certain junctions which don’t appear to be anything like a fork in the road until we look back on it many years later and see that it was exactly that. There was a time in… Continue reading 10 Lessons for Living #LocationFree
Saturday 25th April 7ish. I sit watching the sun, on my deck, my laptop where it was intended. On my lap. ‘Oh woe is me’ are the words reverberating in my slightly throbbing head. My Latin teacher, Miss Brogan. Bless her. It was what she said if I didn’t understand what was going on in… Continue reading Lockdown Weekend Diary