In my eternal quest for understanding how life works, and what it all means, I’m never disappointed by the freedom of the open road. On my own in my car. It’s here that I start to feel an unlocking of the original essence of myself, whatever that may be, no solid conclusions though here, sorry.… Continue reading the freedom of the open road
still excited about the writing life!
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!
a blog of few words
My first deadline for my new book is today and that’s why this blog has few words. In fact, I’m wondering whether any of my future blogs will have many more words. Life is short and blogs are mostly meaningless and who doesn’t want a life of meaning? So, I’m going to leave you with… Continue reading a blog of few words
A love letter to my children, 13 June 2021
I started this blog at the beginning of this week. Two days before I turned 55. I was feeling emotional about things. A distinct sense of melancholy and the constant weighing up of where I was in my life. But when I came to re-read it, it was so lame! I cringed at the words.… Continue reading A love letter to my children, 13 June 2021
Time passes. The sun will continue to rise.
It’s long overdue, this blog. Long overdue. At the very latest, I’d resolved to post this on the 27th July, exactly two months after my last on 27th May. But it’s past midnight now. Today is 28th. (Oops I see now that my last one was on 29th. This date confusion can happen in a… Continue reading Time passes. The sun will continue to rise.
ReFlective Friday. At 8 weeks.
Today marks the 8th Friday of Lockdown. Exactly 8 weeks ago, South Africans were told to stay home. 56 days ago. I wish I didn’t have to mention the word lockdown. It’s a little tired term. I’m kind of over this term with its connotations of curtailment of freedom and all. For an unknown quantum… Continue reading ReFlective Friday. At 8 weeks.
Lockdown Weekend Diary
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
So much for the blog. For carpe diem-ing. You know what that does? It throws your routine, your discipline. All that stuff that keeps you going in lockdown. The routine run and all. After Friday’s blog, and requests for Netflix recommendations, and who knows what else since it all merges into a blur (unless you… Continue reading Lockdown Diaries
Book Review: The Trouble with my Aunt, Hedi Lampert
Confession: I finish fewer books than I intend because there are dozens I’m desperate to getthrough. Often I'm reading three or four at the same time. Some, sadly, don’t get finished but I’ve always felt that books are really about timing. Apart from hooking you on page one, or loving the clever, colourful characters so… Continue reading Book Review: The Trouble with my Aunt, Hedi Lampert