Move Along Now…

Move Along Now…

My thoughts have been reeling somewhat the last few weeks. Make that the 6 weeks since I returned to Amsterdam from 3 months of travelling. Some kind of post-travel decompression or something.  As if diving back into the relatively mundane concerns of earning a living...
From Chaos, Order And From Order, Chaos

From Chaos, Order And From Order, Chaos

To some, the mere thought of creativity is anathema. It is primordial ooze, chaos. It is also rampant egoism and drama: the thought that YOU, yes YOU can conjure up anything of meaning, purpose, that has effects. The notion of swimming in chaos to create an individual...
Interconnected Word Highway

Interconnected Word Highway

I have lived in Amsterdam for seven out of the last 10 months (3 having been spent travelling).  Considering how short that space of time is, I am amazed out how possible slotting into a writing and literary culture in this town has been. Maybe it’s just that I...
A Literary Vomit Comet

A Literary Vomit Comet

I find myself midway through the 2nd week of the literary vomit exercise I am calling my next work of fiction. Vomit, I realise after 8 days of writing, is a strong word. This is more like retching. More specifically, the kind of retching you do AFTER you’ve...
Tribe Of One

Tribe Of One

The purpose of today’s blog is to introduce the new book that I am working on (as of Monday officially) which has the working title of Tribe Of One. Ever since I finished the first complete draft of JOHANNESBURG it has been in the back of my mind that I need to...