When Being A Writer Was Glamorous

Being A Writer

When being a writer was different A very long, long time ago when times were different there existed people who called themselves writers. They were a pleasant bunch of daydreamers, incessant travellers and occasionally, scallywags. Being a writer or even better, an author, meant lazing on desert islands sipping cocktails or being a bar philosopher…

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My Mother Tongue

My Mother Tongue

Some of you may know that I’m an Aussie. Albeit dropped head first into living in Switzerland nearly twenty years ago. While life is just bliss, the one thing I miss is speaking (and writing) in my mother language. Ocker! Just in case you get lost once I change my language into Ocker, or Strine as…

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