The Virtual Muser

When Winter Wind Wears Desert Boots

It’s exciting putting out a new book. It’s hard to describe. It all begins with an idea, a small seed, which slowly grows and creates constant turmoil in my mind. The seed becomes a story – and then the story begins to write itself. It is then that I know that a book is inside […]

When the clock strikes midnight

“We are surrounded!” I wrote, fearing communication would be cut soon.“Get out of there, fast!” my wife SMSed back.I had visions of striking workers approaching with chains and burning tires.“Close the windows, lock the doors from the inside and turn off the lights,” I shouted to the other workers holed up in the building. “If […]

Kibbutz by the Sea

Last week, standing on a cliff overlooking the Mediterranean, I watched as the sun began its slow descent into the sea. The air was quiet, the colours of the kibbutz slowly changing into an evening hue. Fourteen years. Fourteen years mixed in the salty air, the sound of seagulls, the faint sound of a tractor […]

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