The Rewarding Things About Writing A Novel

So I’ve written a novel. Still quite hard to believe it’s done. But it somehow is. A novel that started alone at home in Johannesburg and ended in a North East corner of London a year later. I wrote it in coffee shops, in bed, on trains, in restaurants and in living rooms. At 46 … Continue reading The Rewarding Things About Writing A Novel

Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Discovering Charles Bukowski’s writing was a bit like discovering Pink Floyd. In both cases I didn’t know a great deal about the creative artist in question. But there was something that drew me to them. Some unseen force which made me pick up their product from the shelves and buy it. With Pink Floyd it … Continue reading Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Romancing The Ordinary

It’s an interesting thing being a father to a two year old. Interesting for many reasons, but one of the primary ones being the amount that the two year old teaches you. A few days ago after a downpour of rain we were walking around outside. She exclaimed at having seen something interesting, and proceeded … Continue reading Romancing The Ordinary