It’s Monday night. Eurovision fabulousness is yesterday’s news. And that means it’s time for some serious, hard-hitting TV. Yesterday, I forgot to include a link to the relevant ON DEMAND pages on SBS VICELAND for the next two chapters of the story of LOOT. So, for those of you living in Australia… in episode three, …
Earlier this year, the fine people at Bolinda approached me about writing some pieces for their new website. In keeping with their passionate and thoughtful approach to what they do, they wanted to showcase new ideas and fresh ways of looking at the world in general. They gave me free rein – always a little …
A review that starts like that? Daggers to the heart. Why? Well, imagine you’re a restaurant specializing in satay and a review comes out that starts with the line: “I don’t usually eat peanuts… because I’m likely to go into anaphylactic shock.” Or you’re a producer on Survivor and a critic announces they’ve: “never been …
This little gem could have been written yesterday, right? Nah. Try a thousand years ago. If more of us listened to the lessons history has to teach us, the world would be a far better place than it is today. Witness for the prosecution – a fine embodiment right here of why I love my …
To those of you who have been, or are, enjoying a weekend break from the social medias, I’d hate you to miss out. Because… free stuff! And a chance to get your mitts on a copy of The Emerald Tablet plus some other Turkish-themed goodies. Head to yesterday’s post for all the details. It’s prompted …
As much as I was joking about struggling to write my dedication in ‘The Emerald Tablet’, there was never any question about the people I’d be nominating. It was always going to be my just-about-perfect two children. The difficult bit was deciding how to phrase it. What do you think… too irreverent? Hope they like …
Still meandering down memory lane. Couldn’t resist this one. The man referred to in yesterday’s post? Yeah, that’s him right there. What hope did I have? I’m only human, after all. At the end of our excavation season (yes, he was the dig romance that never ended), we clambered aboard one of the tiny wooden …
Feeling a little sentimental. Might be the winter weather that’s doing it to me… this used to be the time of year I’d pack up and fly to warmer climes to excavate in Turkey. Or perhaps it’s the pending publication of my third novel which is, at its heart, a love story about a place …
So, I was applying for an ESTA permit for my son to visit the good ol’ US of A. And, what do you know… one of the things they requested were his social media details. Well. I have absolutely no concerns at all about that. Makes complete sense…all for our own good….nothing to see here …
Nothing to say today, other than… 🥶❄️ It’s very hard to write when your fingers resemble icicles. ⛄️
Meaghan Wilson Anastasios 