A swimming-pool pilgrimage
On a road trip, paying homage to swimming spots, in late-summer California.
Taking care of ghosts
When grief is like marine layer (and: slowing down in urgent times).
This certainly trumps a military parade
An inauguration for my novel, "The President".
Out in the world
A note from Northern California.
Meet The President
A sexy political thriller + a beautiful print = fundraising for the Pride Shelter
Things that have been helping?
Comforts, crutches, consolations.
The other end of autumn
And so the seasonal pendulum swings.
All the kinds of blue
Diving into my favourite colour. Also: swimming as remembrance.
Instead of avoidance
What if we saw difficulty as a koppie to scramble up?
Eating crumpets when visiting England as a child
Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedis something I don’t remember. Nowadays, though, I make a point of it. Supermarket ones, toasted. With butter, maybe honey. This time, my husband suggested putting cream—yes, cream!— on the crumpets. Had never heard of that. Cream goes
Requiem for negronis
On loving — and letting go of — booze.
A snow-globe weekend
Inhabiting snow country for a hot minute.