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Off on a journey

From where I was, buried in the sand, I couldn’t hear much. Just a few muffled voices. ‘She’s stuck,’ said one, and another replied, ‘She’ll die if she stays out here.’ Someone else said she… Off on a journey

Potholes and Divans

On behalf of my client, Mme Carole Borde, I hereby inform you that she has lodged a complaint against you for the usurpation of the title of psychotherapist. ‘Does it mean I’ll go to jail?’… Potholes and Divans

What's odd about it?

You may find a curious anomaly in this string of words pursuant to my introduction. Gallic? Truly it is, but that is not my point, which is plainly a particularity most odd. Do you spot it?… What's odd about it?

Flics and Flicks

‘And the police?’ asked Antoine. ‘Who’s in charge? We’re deep in gendarme territory here.’ To someone not French, that might seem a little opaque. Gendarme territory? What’s that? Well, actually, it’s simple: in France, you… Flics and Flicks

The iWitness

They wrap around your eyes like welders’ goggles, letting in no light except what gets through the lenses, which must be half an inch thick. What you see is a murky brown blur, but  that’s… The iWitness

Zapping the typo

If you’ve written a book, a good tip, which I generally ignore, is to read it backwards. After all, readers can be strange, so it’s not a bad idea to check that it’s just as good… Zapping the typo

Agent to Zanzibar

From literary agent Sydney Lushpile to Jambiani Beach in Zanzibar, April was a little hectic on the blogging front. But thanks to some advance planning, I completed the A to Z challenge, so here, as… Agent to Zanzibar

Z is for Zanzibar

Number 26 in The A to Z of the Writer’s Affliction, part of the A to Z blogging challenge. The tide at Jambiani, Zanzibar, withdraws for half a mile, revealing a vast expanse of beach.… Z is for Zanzibar