Unpublished In Tel-Aviv

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Signs 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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Simmering in the Bubble…

Living where Unpublished Author lives, you could be forgiven for thinking Israel’s the left-wing liberal democracy of yore. Every billboard and toilet proclaims the strength of Meretz; every conversation you hear in coffee shops is between Avoda, Meretz and Hadash….

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Of Cyprus and sick-bags…

I visited Cyprus today. Again. I’ve been to Cyprus three times now, but only once intentionally. You see, Israel’s effectively an island. To the North, South and East we are ringed by frenemies or outright enemies; to the West is…

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I’m an uncle! (Again!)

Wife’s sister gave birth again today – another boy added to the burgeoning ranks of the next generation. Good timing too: his cousin (and parental addenda) just flew in from post-Sandy New York yesterday. Ever the joyous one, the delighted…

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Untranslatable comfort…

If you are what you eat, and the adult is the product of the child’s memory, then yes, I’m about 5,000 miles too far west for my own good. Packed lunches at school rarely involved sandwiches – instead there were…

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“The first draft of everything is shit”…

There comes a time in any book’s gestation when everything that will come together has already come together, where the hours have been put in and, as an unpublished author, you can sense the invisible finish-line in your bones. Thanks to…

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Swimming the Good Swim…

Once a week, Baby and I go swimming. There’s a baby-mecca in the North of Tel-Aviv which holds seemingly continuous lessons in a pool about the size of a bathtub, growing from the building’s roof like a wart. It’s overheated,…

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A Nation of Wishful Thinking…

You could probably call Israel an island country. Although geographically we’re wedged at the juncture of Europe, Asia and Africa, Israel often feels more remote than New Zealand. To the West and South there’s sea; to the South-West a cold,…

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Alternate communication…

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Bringing Up Baby (Bilingual)…

Language is very important to me – one day, hopefully, it will even begin paying the bills. Still, it is to my ‘job’ what paint and cement-blocks are to builders. So, naturally, the imminent arrival of baby’s first words is…

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