20 things about me

I hate: people talking to me with tobacco breath. Get a life or even better, some breath mints

The greatest deception is: that writers are intelligent

The greatest lessons are: learnt in the valley of despair

Everyday I: think about my father (RIP)

My mother: inspires and frustrates me in equal measure

I wish: that I didn’t waste so much time wishing for things

I should be: working on my latest novel, not doing this

I’m happiest: when I’m running

I’m not: as intense as people think I am

I shouldn’t: listen to people’s conversations on public transport, but I do

People: pretend to be intellectual when the first time they meet me. They soon realise it’s a futile eexercise

I say: ‘Not bothered’ at least 20x a day

The love of my life: is there such a thing?

My faith: inspires and perplexes me in equal measure

I want to: run faster. I haven’t run as fast and as long as I want ever since my ankle was injured in March 2006.

I want to: wear heels again. The same ankle that used to hold up 4 inch heels and many hours of solid dancing at a club now seems incapable of handling anything more than an inch since The Injury.

God is: Life. Jesus is: Bread. The Holy Spirit is: Parakletos

If I wasn’t a writer: I would be an aid worker

I don’t: understand why people think I’m strong-willed and opinionated. I mouth off, doesn’t everyone?

I: should’ve taught my mother how to use my computer when she asked me

I’m pissed because: last night I forgot the wild Alaskan smoked salmon I paid for at the supermarket

Yesterday: I hung out with my cousin after work.

This morning: I went for a short run

Tonight: I’m getting my eyebrows threaded before hurrying home to hang out with my two favourite aunties.

Tomorrow: I’m going to the gym, then my cousin’s. Then I’ll do some writing, and in the evening, I’ll hang out with a dear friend.