Seleka Land

As some of you already know, I recently moved to Bangui, the Capital of the Central African Republic. I like it here: mind you, I'm not exactly slumming it. My apartment in 'Centre Ville' is comfortable and air-conditioned, with guards and a … [Continue reading]

STOP PRESS – Breaking News!!

I am delighted to share this exciting news with you. All of you! Meet Me in Gaza has just been shortlisted for a Literary award! The Memo Palestine Book Award is an annual prize for the best book about Palestine published in English. The prize … [Continue reading]

Welcome to Bangui!

I arrived here two weeks ago. 'Here' is Bangui, small capital city of the Central African Republic, one of the remotest countries left in the world. The last week of June I flew  from London to Casablanca, changed planes, and at dawn descended over … [Continue reading]

In which my book launch is magic – and French air traffic controllers pour la Merde! on my travel plans

A book launch is like your first night with a new lover: the delicious exitement as you try not to be overwhelmed by expectations, just to be yourself. I was nervous but fired up just before launching my new book, Meet Me in Gaza, at the Woolfson … [Continue reading]

In which I gush with thanks and joy, as my new book, Meet me in Gaza, is published and has already garnered great reviews

My new book has just been published! I am so delighted to introduce Meet me in Gaza to the world: there is much celebrating to do - this has been a long hard beautiful journey to publication - but I will write again very soon. In the meantime, … [Continue reading]

In which silence speaks for herself

As a writer I travel for work, for pleasure, but most of all out of curiosity. I've just returned from my first trip to Morocco, a two-week holiday filled with sunshine, surprises, and moment of intense solitude. I was travelling alone, and after … [Continue reading]

in which I ponder Marrakesh, Shenanigans and the pull of the Palmerie

Sometimes, I am such a bloody slacker. This blog has needed / demanded / screamed to be updated - so appologies to anyone who has returned, only to read about MTs funeral shenanigans again. Shenanigans, now there's a good word that can be used to … [Continue reading]

In which I muse on Ironmongery, Central Africa and Guerrillas

There were always going to be eruptions of ire, anger and glee when Margaret Thatcher died. Last Monday I was in an Oxfam bookshop in a posh corner of London, buying a collection of short stories from a middle-age man in a luminous pink pullover, … [Continue reading]

In Which I Introduce My New Blog

Ladies and gentlemen, renegades and travellers  - this is my new blog. It is the first blog I've ever written… and I put it off for too long, because I didn't really know where to begin. But you have to start somewhere. So here goes. It has been … [Continue reading]

Meet Me in Gaza: Uncommon Stories of Life Inside the Strip

The Gaza Strip is a place synonymous with certain words: prison, terrorism, war, hopelessness, collateral damage,  and the seeming lost cause of the Palestinians. So many questions of life inside Gaza, however, remain unanswered. How do people, and … [Continue reading]