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Lost in Berlin

I’m sitting in a café on Neue Bahnhof Strasse in the Friedrichshain area of Berlin. The window is strung with miniature coloured lanterns and tea-lights placed in old teacups filled with coffee beans burn on every table. There is a blackboard … Continue reading

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Alien in Phuket

This week I have the very good fortune to attend my second annual Phuket Writers’ Paradise Retreat, led by my friend and author, Anne O’Connell. As soon as I heard the topic for today’s class I was excited – to … Continue reading

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Remind me, please. Who am I?

I know that it is true that we are many people. Not so much schizophrenic, but simply able to be the chameleon, say, in a new setting, or the life and soul of a party among friends and even the … Continue reading

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