Thank you, Barbados, and goodbye!

All good things come to an end, I guess. The Angry Chef and I are getting ready to go to the airport in a few hours, with the windows wide open so we can enjoy the view, the sun and the sound of the waves as much as we can. Continue reading

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Character down!

Ok.

This doesn’t have to be a big deal, does it?

Right. I’ll just come out and say it: I killed one of my characters.

I’m pretty sure it wasn’t my fault. I just watched it happen on the page, like a car accident in slow motion (in quite beautiful writing, I might add). I was just normally going about my twenty-something thousand words, and then… it happened. The moment I finished, I felt a bit… ill. Continue reading

Of pigeons and other cheeky birds

There, I’ll say it: the birds on this island think they can get away with murder (for clarity, not in a Hitchcock kind of way).

I’ve been doing a lot of writing on our balcony at the hotel, and not a day goes by without a blackbird, a sandpiper, a pigeon or all three trying to get past me, hop (not fly) into the room, and steal (I kid you not) a packet of Sweet’N Low from the coffee tray, which they then sometimes drag out onto the balcony, and pick to pieces. I tell you, there aren’t many things scarier than coming out of the bathroom after a shower and finding a couple of blackbirds with bright yellow eyes feasting on the remains of a pink packet. Continue reading

That’s a good sign

One of the things I’m enjoying most about Barbados (together with the beautiful weather, the fantastic food and the friendly people), are the signs you see in the street for restaurants and businesses. One of the best so far (which I sadly couldn’t get a picture of) was in Speightstown: “Taxi driver & Architectural Design”. Continue reading

The Life and Times of Chunders The Cat

Cats seem to be a theme with writers: there is a long list of them who had them as pets and who wrote about them. My family always had them, and although I do like dogs, if given the choice, I’ll choose a cat every time. They seem to have a stronger personality than dogs. Continue reading

Not another word…

I love words.

I don’t think it has anything to do with writing, it’s just one of those things. Things like “Word of the Day” give me the feeling technology is being used for the good.

While I was at university, I discovered I had trigger words. These were words people would tell me on purpose to watch their effect: they would send me into an unstoppable giggle fit. These words were so powerful for no reason that some people even used them as a party trick on occasion. Continue reading

An open letter to Switzerland

Dear Switzerland,

It has come to my attention that sitting by the ocean is more conducive to my part-time occupation of being a writer. (Please note that there is no income associated with this part-time occupation, and hence you may not tax me, as I am sure you’d love to do.) Continue reading