I’ve been away so it has been hard for me to write in any flowing congruous way. In fact it’s just been flat out difficult to write at all. Many, many times over my trip through Oregon and Washington States I would find myself totally alone, my kids asleep in the car on some early [...]
Let me tell you what happened to me about 3 years ago. I was young and quite naive at that time. Like any other person who lives in the former Soviet Union I used to think that people abroad, especially in places like USA, Canada, Europe or let alone Japan and Australia, work very little [...]
Saturday 17th July 2010, 6.30pm: Reluctantly I drag myself off my sun-lounger and back into my loggia; the sun is now dipping behind the roof of a house that sits diagonally to my sun spot at the end of my garden by my loggia*. It’s bloody irritating. I wish I could level that house or [...]
Just back home from UK after spending some time with my father in Crewe, a railway town, 4 miles from Nantwich, an old Roman salt mining town, in the heart of Cheshire. (Spent a weekend in London during that time with my daughter Emma. We had great fun! … Next blog) I kissed my dad [...]
“You never ever have to ride again, BUT today you ride!” (a quote by my father Martin Mulroy) I have been spending time with our little readers and future writers lately. One of those talented little people, reminded me of why I wrote a particular manuscript in the first place. It’s over 30,000 words, finished, [...]
