On First encounter with Rumi.

Sitting, watching, pondering, wandering. Istanbul bookshops and bizarre bazaars; favourite city, Oozing my childhood testament from every pore, City battered and beaten and rocked to its core. “Simon! Simon! Phillip wants your money, pay up or die!” Armies marching, marching, marching; did you hear that Mr March? Constantinople; Byzantium; Istanbul. Three Cities in One, likeContinue reading “On First encounter with Rumi.”

Keep on writing

I spend hours every day writing; funny and serious, Tales from Uranus and the Adventures of Inspector Flaange. I found this article helped me understand why… A five-letter word is my secret.As you probably know, routine casts a trance-like power withdevastating impact. As a result, it is an absolute necessity tobreak free of its grasp.IfContinue reading “Keep on writing”