Is my book really erotica? Book Classifications Once I decided to self-publish ‘Samba, sex and self-loathing’ on Amazon I had to choose its classification. Read the first part of this blog ‘How not to self-publish an erotic novel’ here. This should be an easy task right? I mean I had been writing the goddamn […]
How NOT to self-publish an erotic novel ‘Samba, sex and self-loathing’ was 5 years in the making snatching any nanosecond to write on the metro, frantically racing in between students when teaching English abroad or editing away in the evenings whilst fixing the injustices of the world as a social worker. And that was the […]
Travel and the things that change with age I’m very lucky to say that my scientifically named ‘dromomania’ spans over three decades. Travel, work, save, repeat. That’s my uncomplicated life including an amazing mum who still lets me store all my belongings in her loft when I’m off on yet another Globetrot. Not only […]
A finger and gun-point robbery I arrived in Quito, Ecuador in 2007 where I was teaching Business English- which is drier than the Atacama Desert in Chile, not the most exciting job in the world. It was a Sunday and my second day of arrival. I had been exploring the city taking pictures willy-nilly […]
Huacachina Oasis- A scam story One of my scamming stories whilst travelling was when I was heading to Huacachina Oasis in Peru, an implausible little oasis ringed by palm trees, in the middle of a desert, surrounded by sand dunes. This tiny paradise and the additional adrenaline activity of sand-boarding attracted backpackers like honey. I […]
Female Solo Travel- advantages and disadvantages My first mind-blowing backpacking extravaganza for 14 months, was with my then boyfriend in 1992 and so began my thirst for globetrotting. Unfortunately, I harboured a lot of resentment towards said boyfriend during this trip for not wanting to visit Kolkata- the place that had become my very […]
The difference between travelling in the past and present I’m a Gen X baby and we are the best generation ever, fact. Okay, so our parents divorced, our dads drunk drove with us in the back- not a seat belt in sight, our mums worked all the time so the whole latchkey kids thing […]
Chapter 14 Excerpt ‘Terra sem Lei’ (Lawless land) Amy sleepily read a text message from Roisin inviting her up to her flat to hang out for the day and sample a batch of hash cookies she’d just made. She looked down at a sleeping Guilherme with his mouth wide open which was a little […]
Chapter 3 Excerpt A modern day Cinderella She felt his presence behind her. He kissed the back of her neck which sent shivers down her spine. He handed her a drink and placed his arm around her waist. She turned towards him and started kissing him passionately again. Tongues engaged in battle as he […]
Volunteering abroad for older women After writing an innocent remark (clearly there is no such thing) on a travel social media group. I was actually asking for recommendations but mentioned that I’d just completed volunteering, how much I enjoyed my experience and that everyone should try it (provocative I know). I got absolutely annihilated, judged, […]
Where my travel addiction began, India After my 16th birthday I met my nose ringed, patchwork trouser wearing, dreadlocked boyfriend who was saving to go travelling around South East Asia, which was what every respectable new aged hippie was doing at the time. I had just started college which I hated, so when I fell […]
How my book came to be… Throughout my many solo travel adventures I’ve always sent written gibberish to my friends describing my latest saga of tomfoolery. The majority of them always said “you should write a book” but I just thought they liked my emails because of my comical sexploits and my use of the […]
Chapter 2 Excerpt Women who like to Fuck “Darr-ling! It is so good to see you,” Anka stood back to inspect Amy. “But darr-ling you really need some Botox, your forehead darr-ling, you have many mini-graves in there. You must start now, you know,” Anka pointed to Amy’s forehead. Amy grinned, she loved Anka’s bluntness, […]
