dark side

You rarely have a weekend where you suspend work and routine and succumb to Netflix, a glass of red and PJ’s. But a rare spell of fatigue sees you doing just that….nothing. And discovering one of the best crime dramas you have watched in a long time. Top of the Lake – A New Zealand Continue Reading

“I already know what’s wrong with you. You’re unhappy. You’re isolated. You think you’re the cause of this unhappiness and are unworthy of affection so you’ve few friends. Recently you lost something you think very important. Your lover, your faith, your family, or all three. You blame yourself for this, so it makes you neurotic, Continue Reading

It’s the 20 minutes before the first call. The ones that sees you running through any emails that came in over last night, checking the agenda…and admittedly that morning blog post. Although it’s pretty gloomy out there, with opaque clouds threatening to burst any moment, you are beaming with delight. Perhaps it’s the effects of Continue Reading

I’m in a dark mood. Perhaps it’s the perfume I am wearing since yesterday….Jasmin Rouge. I slip out of bed some time after 5.30 am, but not after shutting my eyes seconds after the alarm clock goes off. It interrupted a dream and I don’t want to be interrupted. I am in dreamland where life Continue Reading

If only one song could describe me….Susanne, or Fracas, Justine, Carmen, whatever your preference… it would have to be… Dance Me to the End of Love Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward Continue Reading

Someone told me the other day I should write more of my, so called “erotic”, literature. Well sex sells of course, but then again I am not making money on my blog. Advertisement!! you will undoubtedly say. Well advertisement is tricky online. You need to have your demographics drilled down to a T. I know Continue Reading

“When she comes down to supper I don’t like her any better; in fact, a hell of a lot less. She’s put on a shiny dress, all fishscales, like this was still India or the boat. On her head she’s put a sort of beaded cap that fits close-like a hood. A mottled green-and-black thing Continue Reading

“…she said to herself. I know what it is now. I never thought I would know, but I do now. But she failed to add: if you can step back and identify it, is it really there? Shouldn’t you be unable to know what the whole thing’s about? Just blindly clutch and hold and fear Continue Reading

Why this preoccupation with the dark side? I’ve tried to explain it many times, the oriental carpet, the medial encyclopedias, an inquisitive mind… Fortunately I left it at the theoretical… Thus my fields of interest although vast. stretches from the light to the dark, with a certain attraction for the later. Although I have gone Continue Reading

“An attachment grew up. What is an attachment? It is the most difficult of all the human interrelationships to explain, because it is the vaguest, the most impalpable. It has all the good points of love, and none of its drawbacks. No jealousy, no quarrels, no greed to possess, no fear of losing possession, no Continue Reading