“Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it.” [Gabriel García Márquez] How often have we experienced an episode in our lives that has touched us deeply, and thought,
My first ambitious attempt at nonfiction emerged when, as a stranded 11-year-old, I lived temporarily with my aged Manx grandmother, a good Christian woman of wide girth and narrow attitudes. Confined to quiet pursuits one Sunday afternoon, and armed
These last five topics – theme, structure, beginnings/endings, voice, and detail – are closely related. Blend them like an exquisite curry and your travelogue will be as tasty and memorable. [If you missed Part 1 it is here, Part
Most people fly to Bhutan, holding their breath for the nerve-racking landing in the spectacular Paro Valley. But we took the long way round – driving from Siliguri through the Darjeeling region of India to the border town of Phuntsholing.
Venice, celestial city of gold and splendour, Queen of the Adriatic, hides a dark secret. The story of her birth on 25 March in the year 421, as a Christian city favoured by Saint Mark, a free city-state immaculately conceived