Notes on an Explicit Autofiction — Tony Hanania’s Disappearance and Jewish Women Over recent years, stories online and in the mainstream media often casually and in passing reference the controversial British author, Tony Hanania, as the “world’s most reclusive writer”, but one might reasonably wonder if there is any substance to these claims or whether they comprise just another case…

Is this kind of behaviour still acceptable? — “I am so fucking good, aren’t I?!” Kerry smirked, turning to me, delighted by the vision she had created. I nodded in agreement. Kerry always managed to create a masterpiece. As the new intern I was in awe. I had loved interior design from an early age. My father was…

A Year of Reflection — Thirst for adventure The cruising industry took a battering in 2020. And as we sail through 2021 although vessels remain afloat, companies may not. Nearly a year since COVID-19 entered the realm of Western Australia with an outbreak onboard the ‘MS Artania,’ the government has decreed a ‘snap lockdown’ to quell the spread…

Conspiracy or sinister reality? — It is past midnight but I cannot sleep. I punch the pillows but the mattress is softer than I am used to and each turn causes a raft of springs to creak. Outside the wind howls, made worse by the loose pane that rattles in its groove and channels a…

An Untold Auschwitz Story — In Memoriam COVID-19 may have taken the lives of Auschwitz survivors Henri Kichka and Margit Buchhalter Feldman, but their legacy of survival, in the face of atrocities, will always live on. September 2nd 2020 marks the anniversary of 75 years since the ending of World War II, and in commemoration I attempt…

A Survivor’s Story — Joe is a third-generation sheep farmer. Muscular and rugged from hard work, with a golden tan and short blond sun-kissed hair, Joe is a manly man, with big hands and a beaming smile. From the moment I swipe and land on him, I am hooked. Initially, Joe makes me wait…

A Survivor’s Story — There he was. But why was he here so early? We did not go to therapy until the afternoon, as the drive to Tucson was almost two hours. But he was here already. I felt the anxiety welling up. My hands began collecting my things as I knew what was…

In Memoriam Elizabeth Wurtzel — We all have addictive personalities. Our thoughts perpetuate and patterns repeat. The power of the mind can be all consuming. We become fixated. Can we shake off those thoughts that dominate our thinking? Do we have the ability to control them? Is it simply a case of mind over matter? Co-dependent relationships …

A Survivor’s Story — Stylists to the Saudis One rainy winter’s day, out of the blue, my half-sister Lois and I received online offers to sign up to a two year contract as stylists at a well-known women’s-access-only boutique in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. We had both worked previously as personal shoppers at a high-end store in Cannes, France…