Tag Archives: writing

it’s a-LIVE…

Posted on December 13, 2012 by

No turning back now, full frontal commitment to writing my story: made. Public. Set before the gods and graces. And you. Losing My Head went live on Indiegogo yesterday – and today I’ve already done my happy dance to celebrate … Continue reading →

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before I forget…

Posted on January 30, 2012 by

While making the decision to move on is simple, the actual moving on part can be pretty tough when just about everyone from unwashed, new age hippies to sterile, stuffy scientists have a theory on how you should do it. … Continue reading →

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struck…

Posted on January 24, 2012 by

A while back (during the bumper Full Metal Bunny year) Women’s Health magazine published a piece on ‘what it feels like’: to be bitten by a snake, get the bends, live with diabetes – and have a stroke. Loyal readers … Continue reading →

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a lost would…

Posted on September 20, 2011 by

Since I was old enough to read, I’ve been in love with words. Before I’d learnt to unlock pages, I fell for fairytales, whispered bedtimes with indulgent adults. I grew up on a strict diet of sunshine and Story Teller tapes … Continue reading →

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sticking with Betty…

Posted on July 20, 2011 by

All this reflecting leaves me a little disinclined to writing: what I really want to do is curl under the covers with my cats and hibernate like a hermit til I feel ready to engage with the big wide world … Continue reading →

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point of view…

Posted on July 13, 2011 by

At the beginning of this year, I signed up and completed an online writing course – the same time Dax & I prepared to move city (and move-in). As if that wasn’t enough, his sprawling family descended in South Africa, … Continue reading →

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galloping headlong…

Posted on June 14, 2011 by

Scarlet sees red in the Big Apple as calendars dissolve into the annual commercial blood fest: Valentine’s Day. Bleurgh… Sent:  Friday, February 11, 2005 9:06 AM Subject: parking violations & encore awards (beware the tirade) Hello again. It’s been another rather … Continue reading →

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falling out of trees…

Posted on May 21, 2011 by

Today sees me returning to the Hout Bay house to pack boxes. I’ve been putting this off: the mere thought exhausts me. And makes me feel inutterably sad. Which makes me feel exhausted (see the nasty loop?) But. I have … Continue reading →

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