What fiction authors do! They scratch their head. They do it when they write a plot and when they are finished and revising the plot, and when the revisions are finished and it is to be published and then, finally when it is to be sold. That’s when the scratching really begins! Marketing is theContinue reading “Scratching my Head”
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The day I met Elvis.
Elvis hadn’t left the house.
Coming of Age – Day 1
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Berlin Life 2
I walk through the midday Alt-Tempelhof heat and cross the four-lane Tempelhofer Damm to get to the discounter supermarket. I should go to the Turkish grocer on my way, because I know that the discounter will make me buy a sack of onions, most of which I won’t be able to use. I will leaveContinue reading “Berlin Life 2”
Berlin life. Part 1 -Tubes
Open doors. A biology Noble Prize winner, once said, ‘The world is made up of tubes.’ Consider the human body as an example! Of course, tubes need doors, otherwise our longest tube, the alimentary canal, would be a disaster. We have a door each end, a few in the middle and a mobile door, drivenContinue reading “Berlin life. Part 1 -Tubes”
Clive La Pensée 