Books, movies

Books I wish they would make movies of

Sometimes I feel that there should never be film adaptations from books because too often they get it so wrong. However when they get it right they make the reader happy that the writers vision was honoured.

Tom Clancy – Without Remorse – The story of John Kelly  and how he avenges the death of the woman he loved by taking down a large drug and prostitution ring – I mean who doesn’t love all the action of a vigilante rampage?

Dalene Mathee – Kringe in ‘n bos – a 1984 Afrikaans novel based in the Knysna Forest about a young man named Saul and an old wise elephant Oupoot and how they have to fight to save their worlds.

A Bryce Courtenay Trilogy because not only are trilogies still all the rage but they are so normal these days that it’s weird when a movie isn’t a trilogy

  1. The Potato Factory – set in the early 19th century it is story about Ikey Solomons and Mary Abacus and their exile from England to Tasmania
  2. Tommo and Hawk – 2 brothers (Mary’s 2 sons) deals with their kidnapping and their trials and tribulations that follow.
  3. Solomon’s Song – the battle between the 2 Solomon’s families continue.

Roald Dahl – The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar – A greedy gambler who starts a yoga training program that will allow him to cheat at cards. However after 3 years of training he decides to use his powers for good and over a period of twenty years he travels to casinos all over the world and uses the money to set up orphanages in every country he visits.

Paulo Coelho – The Alchemist – I’m always going on and on about this book so would love to be able to see it on the big screen. A young man travels from Spain to Egypt in search of his treasure and destiny.


I write therefore I am

I write so I call myself a writer regardless of whether I am good or not. It does not matter if I am good, I have a blog, I will write and you poor saps (oops I meant my darling subscribers) will read it. So why do I write? I write because for the first time I’m doing something that I feel comes naturally to me and it does help that I’m a Grammar Gremlin.

I remember the exact moment when I decided I wanted to be a writer. It was when I read my first Roald Dahl book The Witches. It was magical and mesmerising. Who is this man who abandoned all known adjectives and created his own? At school you are taught all these rules as to how you should write but here this man just threw out all the rules and made his own. Then I did what all children do when they grow up and start treading into the murky waters of adulthood, I opted for a sensible career choice and silenced that inner voice that was telling me to dream, create, write.

Now though there are days when I stare at my PC screen and think, now what? The urge to write is there but I feel I have nothing to say and if I do manage to string a few sentences together I wonder who would want to read this garbled mess. I don’t know how I would survive if I had to write on demand for a publication for instance. I’d have a permanent case of writers block. In fact I probably wouldn’t be able to hold down a writing job.

I’m in the process of writing my first novel. This is something I have always wanted to do so it should be easy right? Instead it isn’t. I am an extremely organised person so I always want everything to be structured but I guess I shouldn’t worry about that too much and let the words just flow from mind to keyboard. The only piece of consistent advice that I have read and heard is that to be a better writer I need to keep on writing so no I am not giving up. Not just yet. Probably never.

In other news – since starting this blog last year June I have reached a couple of milestones – I’ve surpassed 300 posts and have had over 10 000 views. I take this as a good sign as I am famous for starting something but not finishing it.

languages, Life, travel

Full circle and that fork in the road

One of the things that I wanted to be whilst growing up was a writer. Being an avid reader this seemed to just be the next logical step (read then write) and after having discovered Roald Dahl my mind was made up. However once I got to high school I got bombarded with choices and got well …..confused.

After much ado though the fashion and retail world called out to me and because I went start to work after school I had to study fashion buying part-time and got my ‘big’ break at a fashion retailer as an assistant. After years of working my way up through the ranks I’ve made the startling discovery that this is not what I really want to  do anymore.

The 2 things that I’ve learnt about myself this year (well I always knew but just didn’t listen to my inner voice) was that I have a love for languages and literature. And never knew how much I would enjoy writing until I stared this blog. So next year I will start my bachelor of arts degree specialising in language, literature and creative writing and majoring in English and Italian. In conjunction with a Tefl or Celta course this will give me the opportunity to teach English overseas and to travel the world. Who knows I might even end up freelancing for Vogue magazine. And we all know how I feel about magazines.

First time that I feel at peace with myself about the direction of where my life is headed, which will hopefully be off the beaten path.