This photograph shows me doing something illegal. It seems innocent enough. There I am, a mild-mannered, middle-aged white guy, reading a book on the streets of Wellington, pretending to be shocked. But let there be no mistake. It was an unlawful act.
It was dark when I got home. Standing on the front deck, I looked out into the pitch blackness towards the olive grove. I knew something was out there. I grabbed a flashlight and went down into the grove.
Last week I spoke to some creative writing students about how authors can use social media to promote their work. Eventually one student asked me the inevitable question, “How many people read your blog?”
I get asked this a lot, and I understand why. Author website traffic is one of those supposedly secret things many aspiring writers are dying to hear about. Continue reading
People have been asking me, “Why?”
Relax and listen to a story or two. Check out the most recent two episodes of ‘Moon Over Martinborough’ on Radio NZ.
Part 7: CJ wants a pet pig (6:14)
CJ announces that he wants a pet pig, and I absolutely refuse. Of course CJ prattles on about the pig for some time, and I finally give in.
Part 8: Old Man Henry fades (5:20)
Our geriatric rooster starts laying on our hen’s eggs, and I know something’s wrong.