Every day I take the train to Amsterdam to my publishing house, which gives me an hour to read. Train seats are excellent for letting go of your surroundings and getting lost in a story. I love this daily escape from reality. When I walk into my train compartment, I see the same faces every… Continue reading The Reader
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The Family Tree – Part 2
This Bitter Pill Oh yes it was painful. But mostly a vital and valuable lesson I learned last Wednesday. I met my uncle in this very old café on the corner of a marketplace right in the heart of Amsterdam. During a lunch-date in January I had told him about my writing, my blog and… Continue reading The Family Tree – Part 2