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No, I don’t mean prophet in the Biblical/Quranic sense, I mean in the “telling the future” sense. I knew they were not going to find any WMD in Iraq. (Of course, I might have had a head start there. My … Continue reading
Glenda Larke
One thing that has been evolving over the past couple of hundred years is the pacing of novels. Go back to nineteenth century books, and the story tends to unfold at a delightfully leisurely pace. You can’t read those tomes … Continue reading
Kota Kinabalu: breezy, pleasant, blue skies, blue sea, 20 mins to airport, small clean apartment. Kuala Lumpur: Hot, muggy, hazy, no sea, no breeze, huge dusty and cobwebby house with huge number of house geckoes and corresponding amount of house … Continue reading
One phrase my first beta reader caught in passing is “He dropped his eyes.” She hates anyone using the noun eye/eyes when they mean gaze or look. “Did they bounce?” she asked. Now, I will admit that I used to … Continue reading
The tip of Borneo…———————— Our house back in the Peninsular has been broken into. Or rather the garden has, twice. Hopeful thieves indeed. (Are they crazy? I reckon ours would be the only house in Malaysia where thieves would enter, … Continue reading
The other day I had a post on books “restricted” in Malaysia. Today there is an article in the New Straits Times newspaper on film censorship. Here are some of the things that get snipped: Copulating animals. (Oops. Should I … Continue reading
I am constantly amazed at what escapes me when I re-read what I have written, to be picked up by someone else at beta reader level, or copyedit stage (or so I hope). Here are some great ones from my … Continue reading
My webmaster runs a company that provides free websites for UK charities – even websites that are suitable for people with various kinds of disabilities. See here for a bit about their enterprise, Usable Websites. As you can imagine, getting … Continue reading
On hearing that I was sweating in a Kota Kinabalu power failure feeling miserable while he lived it up in the hotel, that man of mine hooked me up with someone joining the seminar late, and I got a lift … Continue reading
I’m serious. Almost. What a day. I drove my man to work this morning. Well, that’s what he calls it – actually he was going to stay in a many-starred hotel-cum-marina-cum-golfcourse-on-the-beach somewhere up north. Some seminar or something, so he … Continue reading