I’ve got some cool events scheduled in the coming months. If you’d like to hear more about my new novel or get your copy signed, come along and say hi.
Local is lekker, as we say in South Africa. I’ve joked before that you can’t throw a stone in Cape Town without hitting a writer, but that’s definitely not a bad thing. We have a feast of wonderful local books spanning every genre – thriller, crime, fantasy, romance, poetry, young adult, non-fiction.
Continue reading “Local books to love this February”
In a few weeks’ time (or less, oh my god) my latest novel Mine will hit South African shelves.
So far, I’ve been describing the book as a love story. And it is.
The clock is counting down to MINE’s official release and I CAN’T WAIT.
If this is the first time you’ve found yourself reading my blog, here are two important pieces of information:
1. I love LEGO.
2. I’m probably the biggest Agatha Christie fan in South Africa.
Continue reading “Celebrating Agatha Christie with LEGO”
When I discovered that Mary Watson’s debut young adult novel was going to be published by Bloomsbury, I knew right away that it was going to be very, very good. I’ve been quoting Watson’s short fiction in my workshops for some time, especially her Caine-Prize winning story, Jungfrau. I’m not the only one who thinks her short story collection, Moss, contains some of the best fiction out there. When she left for Ireland nearly ten years ago, it felt like South Africa had lost a very important voice. Until now.
First let me say that I am a huge fan of David Walliams. Specifically, his comedy. I love Little Britain, Walliams and Friend, and all his appearances on shows like The Big Fat Quiz. I really enjoy his comedic style, with his signature build-up, pause and dry punchline.
Continue reading “LEGO book review: The Boy in the Dress”
I must confess that I haven’t actually read Practical Magic. It’s one of my favourite films, which doesn’t really count, I know. Truthfully, I didn’t even know it was a novel until I saw a Tweet about the release of its prequel, The Rules of Magic.
Happily, having since ordered Practical Magic for later, I decided to tuck into its prequel over the Christmas break.
Growing up, I knew my parents were different to other kids’ parents. They did their own thing. They listened to Black Sabbath and had a collection of vinyl records from the seventies. I used to watch The Muppet Show with my mom. We’d picnic in the park and eat junk food. The garden was my wonderland where I could literally do anything I wanted – dig holes, climb trees, stay out all day. I was so wild sometimes I’d sleep on the ground using the dog’s furry belly as a pillow.
Continue reading “Looking back at being different”
There is something so wonderfully comforting about nostalgia. Obviously, I’m referring to the good parts. The terrible, terrible things of the past can f*ck right off.
Continue reading “In praise of Agatha”