Unpublished In Tel-Aviv
Tales of an unpublished author a long long way from home…
Monthly Archives: September 2013
Violence for violence’s sake…
In our neighbourhood: Car parked; baby and wife disembarking. A car barrels down the road far too fast, driver staring out of side window, and barely misses them. Freaked out, I yell: “Hey! What the hell are you doing? Watch…
Read MoreYemenite Sh!t,,fit,,,
These were posted all around our neighbourhood. Bear in mind we are both not Yemenite, and have dog. Oops. Important Message To the renters and the new apartment owners who in the last few years or months joined our…
Read MoreFour wheels bad, two wheels good…
Tel-Aviv is a tiny, ultra-dense city (at least the part of it you’d want to visit is – not counting the sprawling ‘gush dan‘ suburbs). About 8km long (from Jaffa to the Yarkon River) and 2km wide (from the sea…
Read MoreThe Yom Kippur that was…
Another year, another Yom Kippur. I fasted (The Baby, The Wife and The Dog did not) and by midday my head was swirling and thoughts were entering and leaving my head in a disorganised and uncontrollable manner. The chaos was…
Read MoreOf hacks and hopes. (On getting a professional edit.)
Being unpublished is tough. Writing involves just one person and one mind, and until the work is transcribed it exists only up there, completely unconveyable in anything but the most pitifully inadequate form. But, if you’ve never written a book…
Read MoreSigns of life
Well, you may (or may not) have noticed that I’ve been away for a while. Or, better: through the ringer, for ‘away’ is so innocuous and implies sunny beaches (though there was some of that) and sangria and romantic trysts…
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Unpublished In Tel-Aviv 