The Wayfaring Diaries – A Sample

“Here it is my friend, Argentina’s national drink, Fernet con Coca, 2 parts Fernet to 1 part Coke. Salud.” We drank the Fernets on the balcony and from the corner of my eye I kept my gaze pinned on the woman across the street. But she wasn’t looking at us anymore. She was watching television….

This Sweet Land Chapter III

  III   The stars swam over the bay, hidden by the smoke that danced upwards from the busy beach. The long, red-sand bay of Ghadira was full of people on that wind-less, cloud-less May night. By the water’s edge the black sea turned luminous at the touch of so many gas lamps and crackling…

The Proust Questionnaire for my Main Character

The Cuban     Finishing the first draft of a novel you’re proud of is a feeling worth more than wealth. And I choose my words carefully. As this is a novel about wealth – or lack thereof, or, better still, the lack of desire for wealth.  The main character of the story is Tony…

Read The Shadows of Paradise – First Chapter

On a day when there is legitimate fear over the future of democracy with the inauguration of potentially dangerous, populist pseudo-autocrat, I have decided to embrace the democratic spirit, sidestep literary capitalism, and share with you, dear readers, the first chapter of my manuscript, The Shadows of Paradise. For more information about the novel read…

The Shadows Of Paradise Vlog II

My second video blog about my ongoing novel The Shadows Of Paradise. Working hard on it, despite the depressing world news, and soldiering on – writing is the hardest thing anyone can do in the comfort world. I do encourage your feedback, after all, despite it all, the democratic process is still alive and strong!…

A New Novel: The Shadows Of Paradise

  It’s in the shadows of paradise where we are happiest; There alone death choreographs life’s wildest parties.             A novel born from a quote. A quote born for a novel. It’s fortuitous for a writer to be given such a gift from the Muse. Especially when that writer has shunned the Muse in favour…

The End of a Journey – Writing White Clouds of Mourning

How is one supposed to feel at the end of a journey? Finite. Infinite. Calm. Insane. There are as many possible sensations as can be named, and others which remain beyond the lexicon of man. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. This novel is my seventh journey – but even as this…

Reasons to Read ‘My Noon My Midnight’

My novel My Noon My Midnight remains one of my favourite. A love story across continents, from the slums of Malta to war torn Nicaragua – a thought experiment that introduces readers to characters trying to find the perfect happiness. By perfect happiness I don’t mean perfect happiness. I mean the kind of happiness that…

My Noon, My Midnight: a new novel

  My new novel, set half in my native Malta and half in distant, alluring Nicaragua, tells the story of two people seeking the elusive Perfect Happiness. Indeed, the working title of the novel was just that, but, having decided it was too kitsch as a title, I dropped it in favour of a quote…