I have been a writer from the time I was old enough to recognize that reading was a doorway into my imagination. Poetry was my first foray into the art of the written word. Books were my best friends, my escape, my haven. I am essentially a recluse, but this part of my personality is impossible to practice, given I have two teenage daughters who are actually my friends, my tea-makers, my confidantes.... I am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf. It's a fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both passionate supporters of each other’s loves—it works wonderfully.
My heart is currently broken in two. One half resides in South Africa where my old roots remain. My heart still longs for the endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer downpour. My love for Ma Afrika will never fade. The other half of me has been transplanted to the Land of the Long White Cloud (New Zealand). The land of the Taniwha, beautiful Maraes, and volcanoes. The land of green, pure beauty that truly inspires. And because I am so torn between these two lands, I shall forever remain cross-eyed.
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