Unpublished In Tel-Aviv

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A very bookish protest…

Last night: what could be more absurd than the sight of museum employees demonstrating for fair employment conditions? A scraggly group of a few dozen camped out in front of the old town hall (most recently the site of the…

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Of loss…

Loss. Last week, my wife lost her father. It was as sudden as it was expected; as expected as bolts of lightning can ever be. And in the time since, our entire little tiny world which was just beginning to…

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Reviewing ethics…

An author, unpublished or not, knows. Knows the process, knows the joy, knows the pain. We should (if we’re good), peddle in empathy, in understanding. After all, there are differences in approach, in aim, in style, in purpose. So perhaps…

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One is the Loneliest Number (but not in Tel-Aviv)…

Much of our lives are experienced alone. How strange then to realise that cities respond to this aloneness in different ways. Now back in London for a few weeks – bereft of The Baby, The Wife and also The Dog…

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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…

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Yemenite 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…

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Four 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…

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The 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…

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Buying gas masks for dogs isn’t as easy as you’d think…

In Israel there’s a concept of “this year’s war”. It implies inevitability, projects normality upon a reality where peace isn’t really peace but rather the absence (for now) of outright war. This year’s war? Who knows – could be Hezbollah…

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Of 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…

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