Archive for April 2nd, 2013


Farewell To Summer

Rainy_Day_by_kioneeI had the rainy day blues yesterday and I loved every minute of it. From the moment I got up around 9am to the moment I sat down to write this just before sunset, it felt like I was living in a cloud.

I don’t think the day could have been any more perfect. Normally when a day like yesterday rolls around, you have to go to work and it’s all dark and shitty and you WISH you were chillin’ at home.

Well, yesterday we all got our wish. This thick cotton-wool mist rolled into the city bowl and thousands of Capetonians did what we do best in winter, stayed the fuck home and hibernated.

The seasons are definitely turning. There’s a winter chill in the wind as summer fades and the sun rises later and sets earlier.

Time is tearing like a racehorse around a track, tearing up the turf in a frantic sprint to an indefinable finish line that could come at any time.

For me, the end of summer carries an added weight because the next time it rolls around, beaming down through perfect blue skies, I’ll be a dad.



I’d like to say that things have magically turned around over the past three months and, as J-Rab and I approach the middle of her pregnancy, we’ve somehow managed to change our prospects and are taking home a salary the three of us can live comfortably off, but sadly that’s not true.

The good news is that I’ve stuck to my guns when it comes to banging out the novel that’s going to save us. I’ve nearly got the first two chapters out, it’s hard going but nothing in this life worth having is easy so I’m just going to keep on keepin’ on, getting a little more out every day, slowly slowly catch a monkey.

The thing about being a writer is that the stories in you claw relentlessly toward the light, squirming and fighting to get out of your head and into other people’s.

So in a way, this novel will be written whether I like it or not, all I have to do is sit down and physically write it, a task which any writer will tell you is easier said than done.



In the end of the day, it’s a bit like klapping gym though. You can make a million excuses why not to do it and a million excuses why it’s not working, but unless you do a little as often as possible, you’ll look like kak and NEVER get the belters!

You can be sure of one thing though, when it’s finally written, if it gets published, ALL of you motherfuckers are getting a signed copy because without you and this site, I don’t think I would have developed my voice as a writer to the extent that I have.

So I’m ploughing on, a boat against the current, bidding the final days of summer farewell and preparing for the approaching winter, the 30th one I’ve faced.

Wish me luck Winking smile