Self-publishing? Why do it? There are many answers to that question and one was delivered to me on plate, as it were, by a guy I had lunch with. He’s a writer who has self-published one book and is working on his second. ‘It’s the arrogance of the publishing world, that gets me,’ he began. ‘They treat us writers as if we’re nothing, not even human beings unless we look like a money. If the publisher can’t hear the ‘Cha Ching, Cha Ching, Cha Ching’ of money falling into their laps you’re of no use to them. “Why be polite…
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November 2019
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I love writing about life in my neighbourhood. Writing it makes it real and I feel more part of it. My fingers whizzing over on the keys and recording the life anchors me to it. Here’s a mid-winter serving… As I leave home to head for the station and then to lunch, the wind whips around my street and bits of paper and empty chip bags whirl by. It was rubbish collection this morning and the bin men have been careless. The old Greek man who regularly sits on his porch smoking calls out. “Windy!” I think this is what…