R A P E in real life NOTE: This may be upsetting for sensitive readers. Lilly (her name changed in this article, has approved this piece) The water had been biting and cold, but the coffee and warm morning sun, kept us huddled in the parking lot, chattering. As our eyebrows crystalised with ocean salt, … Read more
School from home As a parent of two primary school children, I am very happy to say that I have never had the calling to educate my children myself. I admire those who are brave enough to take their children’s education on personally, and I adore my children’s teachers for educating my two children, … Read more
Working from home (or at least trying) I’ve worked from home for over 12 years now, which may seem long, but it isn’t, and it certainly has never been as hard as it is now, during the corona-crisis. For those of us who are self-employed or contractors, working from home often means working from … Read more
Sly as a Crocodile – Part 3 It was lonely and quiet in the house without his mother, and all the people who had seemed to constantly follow her around, seeking her attention, food or clothing. Rachel had also retired back to her village, leaving the kitchen sterile and empty. As a child, Eddie had … Read more
Sly as a Crocodile – Part 2 Eddie was born six months after his father’s unfortunate death, to the sad Mrs Morgan-White who mourned her husband daily since his parting. From the house which sat on a green mound of thick African grass, and looked through the baobab leaves to the banks of the thundering … Read more
Face of Libertalia Competition What you can win: Each face of Libertalia will receive a R500 clothing voucher; R200 worth of airtime for three months (total of R600/airtime); signed copies of both books as well as the first editions of the soon to be released Libertalia Book 3; and exposure on my social media … Read more
Sly as a Crocodile – Part 1 On the banks of the Zambezi river, where the red earth leads to rushing water, that slithers past in winter, and roars past in summer, Edward Morgan-White lived. Edward, or rather, Eddie, as he had always been called by everyone, lived in the small hamlet of Victoria Falls … Read more
The secrets we keep – Part 4: Bianca Crystal Hammond sat across from Detective Bianca Abrahams, in the police woman’s small office, her table covered in green and beige files. Crystal’s large blue eyes were fixed on Bianca, expectant. “Thank you for coming in to see me Ms Hammond” said Bianca, “We’ve been trying to … Read more
The secrets we keep – Part 3: Crystal Detective Bianca Abrahams needed time to find out what the secrets inside the ballet pump meant. If she told Sr Renee that Ms Anna had indeed died of natural causes, the sister would have closed Ms Anna’s file and begun the process of closing the mysterious woman’s estate … Read more
The secrets we keep – Part 2: Tatianna Detective Bianca Abrahams slurped her hot brew. The three teaspoons of sugar making the black coffee sweet and syrupy. “Here’s your dead auntie’s se report” said the loud and offensive voice of Jacobs, the detective in the next office. “How long has that been on your desk?” demanded … Read more
