Dreams are made of Paris, opp shop bargains and, in this case, the memoir of a young Hemingway... I was twenty two years old and getting dressed for the day. I walked up to my parents’ room where they had a full length mirror. A quick outfit check before going out was my intention, but … Continue reading Paris: My Moveable Feast
Today I went to Paris. But only for about an hour or so while I sipped a skinny cappuccino (slowly, savouring it. And also because I have worked out how long you can “stay” in a cafe having finished your meal/drink. If anyone’s interested, I would say roughly about an hour.) No really, I did! Even … Continue reading Musings on Paris …
Paris in Winter, a travel article published by the UTimes, November 2007
I'd like to tell you about some my favourite books. Or I could talk like a lot of readers do when being interviewed by an imaginary journalist, answering the following hyperbolic question: "What books have changed your life?" To be fair, as much as I am an avid reader and believer in the fact that words … Continue reading Some of my favourite books
Daydream believer: Honour your creative gifts. (Do it: that’s the essence of this verbose and predictable ramble.) Why do we write? How do you even tell someone you’re a writer without both of you slightly cringing like, **whooah- it’s a daydream believer! Smile and nod whilst backing away slowwwwwly) The other night I was out … Continue reading If you write, it’s right to write. Right?!