Now in French!
I tried writing a note to a friend in ze French language. Ouch. We’ve been studying for months and still, the basic conversations with the front desk at our hotel, or answering people’s questions...
The book, continued. A new chapter for you…
—***— The bombers. Still the dissonance rings in my ears like Anglican church bells in my neighbourhood full of Muslim immigrants. They were boys, sweet and dear and polite, and they got haircuts in...
Which pitch?
Hey y’all. This weekend I send out my “pitch” – ~200 words that have to get your blood boiling, your interest piqued and your wallet out! I’d love to get a poll of your...
Chapter One, Continued – Spy Act
“What did you find?” asked my boss, who I called Pastey, for being as white as cod and half as interesting. His real name was Leslie, or ‘Les. I found that quite fitting as...