Category: Reading

I have given myself some time off, to catch up on my reading. Last Wednesday my daughter said to me, in a rather accusing tone of voice: ‘You know mum, you are always working. I am never-ever going to be like you.’ There she was, sticking a life-size mirror in my face. I saw this… Continue reading Time to Read →

When exiting Amsterdam Central Station, it’s impossible to pass by the little bookstore near the exit/entrance, without looking inside. Today I saw her new book there, stacked in big piles. I went in, picked one up and flicked through the pages. When I started to work at my publishing house, the mention of her name… Continue reading The Writer, My Idol →