Thanks for reading. This blog is an opportunity for me to capture some of the diversity of my writing interests. My muse tend to appear on my shoulder as I board an international flight although not all of my writing is inspired by travel and foreign places. These blogs have been the basis of a novel (Flowers of Baghdad) but there are a few other writing projects in progress besides. Please feel free to leave a comment. Or two.

Taxi Story (mine) – Singapore

Where you go?Furama Hotel.Which hotel?Furama.No Furama.Actually there are a few of them.Not in Singapore.F-U-R-A-M-AOh, you mean Furama!Yes please.Which one?Chinatown.Singapore is Chinatown(thinking “don’t be cute with me buster…)Downtown Chinatown.Downtown or Chinatown?The Furama in Chinatown.You know address?Eu Tong Sen Street(silence)Eu (oh) Tong Sen…ChinatownYou show me…OK (you bastard)(long silent drive from airport, with attempt to get him talking…

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Storm Over Singapore

The humidity seeps into and out of everything. From out of the lowering sky. Out of the damp ground and dark foliage. The light gray sky of the morning has given over to an angry gray which is hanging like a curtain and being drawn across the jungle horizon. The sun has long vanished although…

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Chinese Translation of English Movie Titles

So while we are thinking about Chinese movies (previous post refers) you might enjoy the following “top 15” Chinese Translations of English movie titles. 15. “Pretty Woman” — “I Will Marry a Prostitute to Save Money”14. “Face/Off” — “Who Is Face Belonging To? I Kill You Again, Harder!”13. “Leaving Las Vegas” — “I’m Drunk And…

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The Stones Bar

I have been coming to Singapore for more than twenty years now and there is something that remains elusive about the place that defies accurate description. Sure there are the usual comparisons everyone wants to make about this city state – how controlled it is, how constrained, how contrived. But I have to confess that…

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Whale on Toast

When building a company there are more nights than I care to remember when I lie awake wondering how this or that will resolve itself. Or be resolved. I learned early on that attempting to deal with issues as I perceived them in the dark hours was never a clever thing to do – some…

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