I went to a reading by a fellow writer whose work I appreciate. He's very well known in Holland. His reading was about his antics as a publisher, years ago. Basically, all of that was motivated by something the Dutch call 'eerzucht' and I suppose can be translated as 'aspiration', or 'a strong drive for […]
moreApparently an article was published about "me" in the Brazilian newspaper O’Globo last Saturday. Now all I have to do is be as good a writer as Kiran Desai, it seems. Well, I guess I should stop dawdling. Download artikel_oglobo_2.jpg
moreI had salt & vinegar crisps for breakfast this morning. Needless to say, I feel like crap. I can’t remember feeling as bad when doing this kind of thing as an adolescent. Quite the opposite in fact.
moreI visited my friend in Dublin. We met during an intensive screenwriting course in Denmark, by the end of which I was pregnant. She is my son’s godmother. I tend to get sentimental about goodbyes and so on leaving her home this afternoon, I held on to her for as long as possible on her […]
moreOn arriving at the airport yesterday, it turned out there was only one way of checking in – the computerized way. I couldn’t quite get my head around it (luckily some friendly men were willing to help me out) and realized: either I’m a control freak for not being able to handle it when things […]
moreBotox always manages to throw me off guard, despite it being a treatment I’ve been getting off and on for about ten years. I panic during the treatment ("no swallowing, no coughing," says my doctor, yet what do I manage to do every single time?). I panic after the treatment ("give it a day or […]
moreI just returned from a meeting with the Dutch Filmfund concerning a screenplay I’m co-writing with director Yan Ting Yuen. It’s easy to hate institutions. It’s just as easy to love them. This is how it works: you hate them when they use technical film-terminology to say, "I hate your idea (or you)" and subsequently […]
moreOn this day, a few years ago, my grandfather died. My mother was there when it happened. She had picked her parents up from the airport, they had gone to visit family abroad. My grandfather sat in the passenger’s seat, my grandmother was in the back seat. While stopping for gas, my grandfather had a […]
moreIf ever I was to thank a song for helping me find the tone of the novel I’m writing, it would be this one. Take special notice of the slight glitch at 1.23 seconds into the song. To be reminded of that kind of imperfection… Download 05_track_05.m4a
moreIn an attempt to stop this nonsense of not having been able to write a single scene for my novel since my return from Brazil, I decided to lock myself up in my office. I bought a pre-fab Greek salad at a department store nearby. The bottom layer was made up of milky-white disks. I […]
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