More angst at the VLP. How does one navigate other people’s sexuality? Why don’t they feel the need to hide it?
I’m compiling my Berlin Blogs and will soon publish them as a guide book to alternative Berlin.
Tongue in cheek and the author plays the fool.
A story that centres on a young woman’s struggle to free herself from the sex industry.
Black humour and thrills to put you behind the sofa.
Alice Wickham of New London Writers wrote –
Beer writer and New London Writers blogger, Clive La Pensée, made a name for himself writing about craft-beer brewing. Critics put The Historical Companion to House-Brewing in the ten best beer books ever written. That was back in 1990. Brewers have told him that his beer books contributed to the craft-ale revival we now witness. In order to sidestep the demands of the publishing industry, he created one of the first Indie Publishers – Montag Publications. Five beer books on, he decided to crack the fiction-writing genre. He turned down requests from CAMRA for further books and started writing his first thriller – The Last Stop. It plays in Berlin, currently among the most vibrant of European cities, and is a tale of underdogs fighting back. The Last Stop explores the moral dilemma of exploitation. If the exploited defend themselves, can the end ever justify the means, if the means are illegal? The main protagonist is Maria, an innocent from Poland, embroiled in the Berlin sex industry. She can only survive by fighting back. Short term, her tactic works but once she is on their radar, the chase is on. She recruits Jack, the artless retired tax inspector from sleepy Leamington Spa, thought he was on holiday. The Last Stop is a compulsive page-turner and despite the difficult subject matter it is filled with crackling good humour. Clive believes there has to be a philosophy behind dabbling in literature, art, film etc. Art for art’s sake is not his thing. His reason for writing is the desire to expose exploitation and repression. ‘Only when we cease to abuse and subjugate others, can we be free ourselves.’ The Last Stop – 322 pages.
I have started a myth-busting series of stories, about life in the sixties. There were good things, like snow at Christmas. If I am honest it was only the once where we lived in South London – and plenty of it. I could concur with Dylan Thomas’s description of, ‘pouring out the ground’. I rememberContinue reading “Beatles Generation – We still had snow at Christmas but not much cheer.”
I’ve waited until panic is setting in, before offering people from Hull and the East Riding the perfect Christmas present. The lucky receiver definitely won’t have it already, nor will be they be given it by anyone else.
Full colour illustrations of our beautiful city.
It’s about those in power, who walk away from the consequences and retire to Monaco, leaving tens of thousands unemployed and without a pension fund.
And it is about politicians who short our currency to make a quick few quid, but in the process cease to operate in the best interest of the country and its economy. Both these groups have betrayed their nation.
But above all, it is about the people left to pick up the pieces, pay their taxes and try to make ends meet, for themselves and for the country. They are the heroes.