The cinema of my dreams – I always wanted to write a war story – Episode 32

For a story that was conceived during those long boring hours flying in a steel cocoon, striving to keep away the thoughts that the plane and everyone in it could just simply disappear as planes have in the past, it has come a long way.

Whilst I have always had a fascination with what happened during the second world war, not the battles or fighting, but in the more obscure events that took place, I decided to pen my own little sidebar to what was a long and bitter war.

And, so, it continues…

It was about a mile by foot to the old church. Carlo was waiting for us, and then led the way because I wasn’t sure where it was, even though I’d been there once, and hadn’t really been taking any notice.

It was enough time to ask Blinky a few questions about how things were going because he would have a better overall view of the war being involved in the operational side of things. Thompson’s group of which I was a part, only had our part in a much larger war effort involving a number of covert operations.

It wasn’t going well, not that he put it in so many words, and it looked like it was going to drag on a while longer. Beyond that, he was not saying anything more. Perhaps he didn’t know, or perhaps he thought the trees had ears.

I know, loose lips sink ships.

Carlo was indifferent, though I could see he was not happy about Leonardo not turning up so we could kill him and his men. For me, I had an awfully bad feeling we had missed something, and the end result of it was not going to be good.

And that feeling of foreboding only increased the closer we got to the church ruins.

Blinky was shocked to learn that the Germans would destroy a church and kill the priest. I guess a lot of people would be if they knew.

When we were about 50 yards from the entrance, I saw one of Blinky’s men show his face, behind a gun raised just in case we were not friends. When he saw Blinky with us, he lowered the gun and stepped out of the shadows so we could see him.

Closer again, I could see the soldier was looking quite distraught.

“What’s the matter?” Blinky asked him.

“When we got here, we went inside the church. God, it was awful. There’s a woman in there, and…”

A woman?

I almost ran, and at the end, lying on the ground was a woman, with the Sergeant trying to do what he could.

Carlo bustled past and was first to her side.

“Chiara,” he said hoarsely.

Chiara? What was she doing here? How did she get here? What had happened?

I joined Carlo on the other side. She was awake but in a terrible state. Whoever inflicted punishment on her had been very brutal. The sergeant had managed to cover her broken body with the remnants of her clothes and had tried to clean away some of the blood.

She had been beaten severely and she had the sort of wounds I’d seen before, a result of both fists and weapons. Torture used to extract information, and, with a sinking feeling, I knew exactly what information Leonardo would be after.

And equally, I knew there would be no point getting to the underground hideout. All I could hope for was that some, if not all who had been taken there for their safety, had escaped. But, without forewarning…

She looked from Carlo to me.

“What happened,” I asked.

“Leonardo. I went out to collect one of the family members and ran into Leonardo and his men.

They brought me here, and…” It was spoken haltingly, as each breath, each word, brought on new and sharp pain. She was having trouble breathing, and the blood coming out her mouth told me it was possible she had broken ribs and a punctured lung.

I hoped not, but it was a forlorn hope. There was little we would be able to do for her, and moving her, and finding proper medical help was going to be almost impossible.

At the end of that first speech, I saw her shudder, and then moan as waves of pain passed through her.

The Sargent had a field medical kit and had taken out a syringe which I assumed had morphine. She was going to need it.

“This should take away the pain,” he said to no one in particular, then administered it.

For a moment I thought it had rendered her unconscious, but a minute or so later she opened her eyes again. Glassy, but there was a shred of relief in them.

“You’re going to have to move her to somewhere better than this. There’s a lot of damage, and it’s going to be difficult.” The Sargent knew he was fighting a losing battle.

I got the impression it wasn’t the worst he’d seen.

I felt her hand touch mine, and she said, softly, “Tell Martina I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“I’m not the brave person she thinks I am. I couldn’t withstand the torture. I tried, I tried very hard, but I couldn’t stop myself…” Again, it was in dispersed with wheezing, breathlessness, and bouts of pain when she tried to breathe in. I almost couldn’t quite understand her, because her English was not as good as Martina’s.

It confirmed my worst fear, that Leonardo knew where Martina and the others were hiding.

I jumped up. “Blinky, stay here, do what you can for her. Carlo…”

He was up and heading for the exit. He heard, and he knew what it meant.

Blinky took my place, and said, “Go. We’ll be here when you get back.”

For a big man, Carlo was fast, and it took until we’d almost reached the underground entrance before I caught up with him.

A long short story that can’t be tamed – I always wanted to rescue a damsel in distress – 5

Five

Five minutes, and a backlog of customers, a new clerk, her name tag ‘Betty’, arrived and began processing the others. I could see behind me, the Concierge pick up the phone and while listening, he was looking directly at me.

When he hung up, he disappeared into a back room, and when he returned there was another man with him, one that looked like a plain clothes detective, and as they were talking, they were looking at us.

Two suspicious people turn up with no luggage. It was still at the airport, I’d intended to have it delivered to Cecile’s flat, but it was clear we would not be able to stay there. Should I go over and ask him to arrange for its delivery?

I was about to go over to him when Wendy reappeared with an envelope in her hand.

She passed it across the counter. “This was left for you two days ago. We also have a reservation in your name. I assume you are here to check-in?”

I looked at Emily and she nodded.

I turned back to Wendy. “Yes.”

Knowing how check-in worked and having to prepay for the room, I was pulling out my credit card to pay, hoping it wasn’t going to cost a small fortune.

Wendy saw me, and said, “The room has been paid for a week, sir. It’s next to your friend’s room.” I saw her process two keys, and then handed them to me. “I trust you will enjoy your stay.”

I put the envelope in my pocket, and we crossed to the elevator lobby.

While we were waiting for the elevator, Emily said, “She was anticipating your arrival.”

“More likely hoping I would come.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your sister and I had a falling out before she left to come here. We were supposed to get through the internship at the company before making a decision of what would happen next. I had thought we might get married, but she didn’t quite want what I thought we both wanted. It’s basically the reason why she came here. It’s also the reason she found someone else, I suspect. I refused to come over and join her.”

“When was this?”

“Three months ago. I’m sorry but I didn’t tell anyone. I was still coming to grips with having my hopes dashed.”

The lift doors opened in front of us, and three people stepped out, one of who gave me what I thought was a curious look. The elevator empty we stepped in and I pressed the floor button. The doors almost closed when an umbrella end was thrust in, causing the doors to reopen. A man in a pinstripe suit and bowler hat stepped in.

“Sorry, thought it was empty.”

The doors closed. He didn’t press any button so I assumed he was going up to the same floor as us. He had what looked to be a key in his hand, so was another guest.

It didn’t stop my imagination working overtime. I gave Emily the ‘don’t talk’ look hoping she understood what I meant.

The elevator jerked to a stop and the doors rattled open. The man with the umbrella dashed out and turned left, striding purposefully up the passage. We stepped out and checked to see which way the room was. The opposite direction, thankfully.

Emily didn’t say another word, but for the length of the passage, until we reached the room, she looked over her shoulder several times, perhaps looking for the man in the pin-striped suit.

I used the key to open the door, ushered Emily in, and then looked up and down the passage to see if anyone was about, then stepped in and let the door close.

“What was that about?” she asked.

“Did it strike you as odd that he waits until the last second to get in the elevator?”

“Probably a man in a hurry. Are you going to be suspicious of everyone?”

“Until I know what’s going on, yes.”

There was nothing in the room. Smallish, twin beds, an expensive mini bar, and towels and toiletries for two. And it was quite warm. Like most old places, the warmth came from a hot water radiator underneath a fading painting of rural England.

Everything looked as though it was as old as the hotel itself. I thought I could detect the aroma of metal and wood polish.

I pulled the envelope out of my pocket and sat on the end of the bed. On the front, it said ‘to be hand-delivered to [name]’ in Cecile’s writing. Clue number two in what was beginning to look like a treasure hunt.

“James,

Well, if you’re reading this, it means matters have gone from bad to worse, not that I thought they could. Enclosed is a card with Jake’s last known address on it. I had a choice of two and went to the other. I suggest you start there and find Jake. He will know where I am.

Cee”

Emily looked at me. She had read the note over my shoulder. “Seems we have a mission, shall we go?”

It was that precise moment there was a knock on the door. Not a friendly knock from room service or housekeeping, a knock that had trouble behind it.

I looked around the room, not sure why I was doing it, because there was no escape hatch, nor would we be going out the window.

As my eyes returned to the door, Emily was already there, hand on the handle. It was too late to say no.

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The cinema of my dreams – Was it just another surveillance job – Episode 15

I’m back home and this story has been sitting on a back burner for a few months, waiting for some more to be written.

The trouble is, there are also other stories to write, and I’m not very good at prioritising.

But, here we are, a few minutes opened up and it didn’t take long to get back into the groove.

Was I working for a ghost?

The question that was foremost in my mind was whether I should call Nobbin, and let him know that I’d met Severin and that his ‘information’ was on a USB.

When I’d mentioned the fact O’Connor said the evidence was somewhere, I knew this evidence was on a USB and could be in one of the hiding places O’Connor had set up with Nobbin. If not, then it had to be somewhere else, somewhere only O’Connor would know about.

Somehow, I got the impression O’Connor had not trusted either side. Yes, he was about to tell me where the evidence was, but if that was the case, it meant it was not anywhere where anyone else would know about.

Severin should have curbed his desire for execution a little, and taken O’Connor into custody, and then interrogated him. It made me wonder, briefly, why Severin would want him dead. In cases like that, it was because Severin didn’t want O’Connor to talk to me, or anyone else.

Still, he could have tranquilized O’Connor. I would not have known the difference.

That meant I had to find out more information on O’Connor.

Of course, in just saying that out loud, over a half-full glass of scotch, just to steady the nerves after seeing Severin again, made it sound almost like a running joke.

As if I would be able to find someone who was, for all intents and purposes, a ghost. That was how we were supposed to be, ghosts, to everyone we knew, including family. We could no longer talk to anyone because they might become a target used as leverage against us.

That part of my training had been the scariest. I didn’t have any friends, not real friends anyway, and no family, other than a half-brother who hated me. I had toyed with the idea of meeting him, after I’d completed the training, just to see if anyone would try to use him as leverage, and then tell them he meant nothing to me.

It was an idea, I doubt if I could do it in reality. But the thought of it gave me some measure of revenge for all the bullying he had inflicted on me when I was young. Perhaps that was why I took this job, to prove I was nothing like the person he considered me to be.

Enough of the delving into the shadowy past.

I had a problem that needed solving. How to find O’Connor.

After a long night of fitful sleep, I woke the next morning with the shreds of a plan. I’d go into the office and use their computer system to look for him. Of course, I didn’t expect that there would be any information available to an agent with my security clearance, which was basically to get in and out of the front door and log on to the computer to fill out reports and a timesheet.

It was a surprise, after what Nobbin had said about my employment, that my pass got me in the door. It did, but I had no doubt somewhere it had register my name in a log somewhere. I figured I had about half an hour before someone came checking up on me.

The same went for the computer system. There was a bank of about a dozen computers in a room where the agents could do information searches, and private work, such as reports. Three others were occupied, and none of those using them looked up when I entered the room.

Not a surprise. We were taught to keep to ourselves and say nothing about the missions we were attached to anyone else. In our line of work, secrets were paramount. We were to become consummate liars because we could never tell anyone the truth about what we did. If we wanted a cover story, we were to say we were international confidential couriers of documents for legal institutions.

It sounded interesting, but it was quite boring, or at least that was how I described it if anyone asked.

So, ignoring the others, I logged in and found I was still on the employee list. And, I still had the same level of access I had before.

I ran a search on the name O’Connor.

It came back with five documents, the first of which was his personnel record. First name, Donald. A date of birth that made him 27 years old, and an address, in Putney. I wrote it down. Marital status, single. Status, deceased. Section worked for: Eight.

There were supposedly eight sections, and the one I worked for was Seven. Out of interest, I brought up my records. It was how Severin had found me because my address was on file. But more interesting was my status, transferred, and my section, three. Was Nobbin’s section three?

I would ask if I got an opportunity to.

The other four documents were reports, most of which were redacted, or marked restricted. Or above my pay grade, whatever that was.

But, at least one thing was clear, I had not been fired, just transferred. I guess I would have to call Nobbin after all. After I visited O’Connor’s last known residence.

I wasn’t holding my breath expecting to find anything.

365 Days of writing, 2026 – 9

Day 9 – Keeping a journal

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The Power of the Pen: Pros and Cons of Keeping a Writing Journal

As a writer, whether you’re crafting a novel, blogging, or penning poetry, progress doesn’t always follow a straight line. Inspiration strikes at midnight. Doubt creeps in between drafts. Momentum builds—then stalls. In the midst of this creative ebb and flow, one simple tool has stood the test of time: the writing journal.

More than just a logbook, a writing journal is a companion on your creative journey—a private space for tracking progress, reflecting on setbacks, and celebrating breakthroughs. But is it right for every writer? Let’s explore the pros and cons of keeping a journal dedicated to your writing practice.

The Pros of Keeping a Writing Journal

1. Tracks Progress and Builds Accountability

One of the most powerful benefits of a writing journal is its ability to record your journey. By noting daily word counts, completed chapters, or time spent writing, you create a tangible record of your progress.

This log can be incredibly motivating. Seeing that you’ve written 10,000 words in a month—especially on days when you feel stuck—reinforces that consistency matters, even when inspiration doesn’t.

Additionally, tracking goals helps hold you accountable. It’s one thing to say you’ll write every day; it’s another to see a calendar streak and not want to break it.

2. Encourages Reflection and Self-Awareness

A writing journal isn’t just for numbers—it’s a place for reflection. Questions like “What challenged me today?”, “What writing habit worked?”, or “What emotions surfaced during this scene?” invite introspection.

Over time, these reflections reveal patterns: certain times of day when you’re most productive, themes that recur in your work, or triggers that lead to writer’s block. This self-awareness can guide intentional changes to your process.

3. Provides a Creative Outlet Beyond Your Main Work

Sometimes, your main project doesn’t allow room for experimentation. A journal can serve as a playground—somewhere to jot down random ideas, metaphors, character sketches, or snippets of dialogue that don’t fit into your current manuscript.

This free-form creative space keeps your imagination limber and may even spark new projects.

4. Boosts Motivation During Droughts

There will be days—sometimes weeks—when writing feels like wading through mud. On those days, flipping through past journal entries can be a morale booster. Seeing what you’ve overcome before reminds you that this too shall pass.

Celebrating small wins in your journal—like finishing a tough scene or finally nailing a character arc—adds emotional momentum that keeps you going.

5. Improves Overall Writing Skills

Reflective writing strengthens your critical thinking and self-editing abilities. Analysing what worked (or didn’t) in a draft helps you develop a sharper editorial eye.

Plus, regularly writing about writing—describing your process, challenges, and breakthroughs—builds clarity in how you communicate ideas, which naturally spills over into your creative work.

The Cons of Keeping a Writing Journal

1. Time and Energy Drain

For some writers, the idea of maintaining a journal feels like an extra chore. After spending hours on a draft, the thought of then logging thoughts, progress, and reflections can feel exhausting.

If your writing already demands significant mental bandwidth, adding a journal may lead to burnout rather than inspiration.

2. Risk of Over-Tracking and Perfectionism

While tracking progress can be empowering, it can also backfire. Fixating on word count goals or consistency metrics may breed guilt when you fall short.

Some writers begin to equate productivity with worth, leading to stress or writer’s block. A journal meant to support your creativity can turn into a source of pressure.

3. Potential for Negative Spiral

Honest reflection is valuable, but it can veer into self-criticism. Without balance, a journal might become a catalogue of failures: “Wrote nothing today,” “This scene is terrible,” “I’ll never finish.”

If not managed with compassion, this negativity can erode confidence and motivation.

4. Not a One-Size-Fits-All Solution

Every writer’s process is unique. While some thrive with structure and daily logs, others thrive in spontaneity. For free-flow writers who resist routine, a journal may feel too rigid or artificial.

Forcing yourself into a system that doesn’t align with your natural rhythm can hinder more than help.

5. Digital or Physical? The Management Question

Deciding how to keep your journal—notebook, bullet journal, digital document, app—adds another layer of complexity. Some find handwriting deeply reflective; others prefer searchable digital notes.

But juggling too many tools or platforms can lead to inconsistency. If your journal lives in three different places, it may get neglected altogether.

How to Make a Writing Journal Work for You

The key to a successful writing journal isn’t perfection—it’s sustainability. Here are a few tips:

Keep it simple. A few bullet points per day or weekly reflections are often enough.
Balance metrics with meaning. Record word counts, but also note emotional highs and creative insights.
Be kind to yourself. Use your journal to foster growth, not guilt.
Review regularly. Monthly or quarterly look-backs help you see progress and adjust goals.
Adapt as needed. Change your journal format when your needs evolve.

Final Thoughts

A writing journal is not a magic fix, but it can be a powerful ally. It offers clarity, accountability, and a mirror to your creative soul. Yet like any tool, its effectiveness depends on how you use it.

If it nurtures your passion and fuels your progress—wonderful. If it becomes a burden, it’s okay to set it aside, modify it, or try a different approach.

At its best, a writing journal isn’t about measuring output; it’s about honouring your journey. And in the unpredictable, often solitary world of writing, that kind of companionship is worth its weight in ink.

What about you? Do you keep a writing journal? Share your experiences, tips, or lessons learned in the comments below. Let’s learn from each other’s creative paths.

Top 5 sights on the road less travelled – Harare

Hidden Gems of Harare: 5 Unique and Uncrowded Tourist Attractions You Shouldn’t Miss

When most travellers think of Zimbabwe, destinations like Victoria Falls, Hwange National Park, or Great Zimbabwe often dominate the conversation. But the vibrant capital city of Harare, often overlooked, holds its own with a blend of culture, natural beauty, and quiet charm. While many tourists rush through Harare on their way to other destinations, those who pause to explore will discover a city brimming with understated elegance and off-the-beaten-path experiences.

If you’re looking to escape the crowds and soak in Harare’s authentic spirit, here are five distinctive yet seldom-crowded tourist attractions that offer something truly special:

1. Harare Gardens (Botanical Garden)

Tucked away in the heart of the city, Harare Gardens—also known as the National Botanic Garden—is a serene 47-hectare oasis bursting with indigenous flora, tranquil ponds, and shaded pathways. Despite its central location, it remains one of the city’s best-kept secrets, often visited more by locals taking their morning strolls than by international tourists.

Why It Stands Out:
Home to over 900 plant species, including ancient baobabs and flame trees that bloom spectacularly in November, the gardens are a haven for birdwatchers and photographers. The rose garden and the peaceful duck pond add a romantic touch, perfect for quiet reflection or a peaceful picnic. On weekends, you might catch local musicians or art displays, adding a cultural flair.

Pro Tip: Visit early morning to enjoy the misty atmosphere and catch glimpses of sunbirds flitting between blossoms.

2. The Kopje: A Geological Wonder in the City

Perched atop a granite hill in the suburb of Mount Pleasant, The Kopje is a natural rock formation and one of Harare’s oldest geological landmarks. It’s a short, moderately steep hike (around 20 minutes) that rewards adventurers with panoramic views of the city and surrounding highlands.

Why It Stands Out:
Beyond the scenic vista, The Kopje is rich in history and geology. The massive granite boulders—some balancing precariously on others—were formed over 2.6 billion years ago. Look closely, and you’ll spot ancient rock carvings that hint at early human settlement. The site is sacred to some Zimbabweans and exudes a rare sense of stillness and spiritual energy.

Pro Tip: Bring sturdy shoes and a camera. Golden hour here offers some of the most breathtaking cityscape views with minimal foot traffic.

3. Chapungu Sculpture Park

A tribute to Zimbabwe’s renowned Shona sculpture tradition, Chapungu Sculpture Park in Borrowdale is a sprawling green space adorned with over 100 stone masterpieces. Despite its artistic significance, it remains refreshingly uncrowded, offering a tranquil space to appreciate the country’s rich sculptural heritage.

Why It Stands Out:
Each sculpture tells a story—some spiritual, some whimsical, all deeply connected to Zimbabwean culture and nature. The park is set within beautifully landscaped gardens, with gazebos, lily ponds, and winding paths. It’s an open-air museum where art and nature coexist in harmony.

Pro Tip: Look out for works by master sculptors like Bernard Takawira and Henry Munyaradzi. Guided tours can be arranged to deepen your appreciation of the symbolism behind the art.

4. National Gallery of Zimbabwe

Located in the city centre, the National Gallery is a cultural gem that showcases the best of Zimbabwean and African contemporary art. While it occasionally hosts bustling events, the galleries themselves are usually pleasantly quiet, giving visitors space to truly engage with the artwork.

Why It Stands Out:
The permanent collection includes traditional Shona sculpture, modern paintings, and thought-provoking installations by both emerging and acclaimed artists. The gallery also hosts temporary international exhibitions, film screenings, and artist talks, making it a dynamic cultural hub.

Don’t miss the outdoor sculpture garden and the charming café, which often features live acoustic music on weekends.

Pro Tip: Visit on the first Friday of the month for “First Friday,” a monthly art event with extended hours and special previews—still intimate but lively.

5. Samora Machel Avenue: Heritage & Urban Art Trail

Step off the main tourist routes and explore Samora Machel Avenue—a modest street in the city center that doubles as an open-air gallery of colonial-era architecture and vibrant street art. While not a traditional attraction, its blend of historical preservation and urban expression makes it a unique sight.

Why It Stands Out:
You’ll find beautifully restored Edwardian and Art Deco buildings standing side-by-side with striking murals that reflect Zimbabwe’s liberation history, cultural diversity, and social commentary. It’s a walk through time: from colonial Harare to modern, resilient Zimbabwe.

Pro Tip: Visit mid-morning when natural light hits the murals perfectly. Bring a notebook—this quiet street inspires reflection on art, history, and identity.

Final Thoughts

Harare is more than just a transit city—it’s a destination with a soul. These five hidden attractions offer peace, beauty, and cultural depth without the usual tourist throngs. Whether you’re admiring ancient stone carvings at The Kopje, soaking in the quiet elegance of the botanical gardens, or letting art spark deep conversations at Chapungu, you’ll come away with a richer understanding of Zimbabwe’s capital.

So the next time you’re in Harare, skip the crowded spots and discover the city’s quieter, more authentic side. After all, the best travel memories are often made in the places few others think to go.

What I learned about writing – The Do’s and Don’ts of Effective Writing

The Do’s and Don’ts of Effective Writing: A Professional’s Guide to Clarity and Impact

In the digital age, where information travels faster than ever, the ability to write clearly, persuasively, and professionally is more valuable than ever. Whether you’re crafting a business email, publishing a blog post, drafting a report, or posting on social media, your writing is often the first impression you make.

Great writing doesn’t happen by accident. It’s the result of deliberate choices, attention to detail, and adherence to time-tested principles. In this post, we’ll explore the most important do’s and don’ts of writing to help you communicate with clarity, confidence, and credibility.

The Essential Do’s of Writing

1. Do Know Your Audience

Before you write a single word, ask: Who am I writing for? A technical report for engineers will differ drastically from a newsletter for general readers. Tailoring your tone, vocabulary, and depth of information to your audience ensures your message resonates and is understood.

Tip: Imagine your ideal reader. What do they care about? What questions might they have? Write to answer them.

2. Do Plan Before You Write

Great writing starts with structure. Take time to outline your main points. Whether it’s a blog post, essay, or presentation, having a roadmap keeps your writing focused and logical.

Example: Use a simple structure: Introduction → Key Points → Conclusion. This helps both you and your reader follow the argument.

3. Do Write Clearly and Concisely

Clarity is king. Avoid jargon, long-winded sentences, and vague language. Use simple words when possible and be specific.

Instead of: “The utilization of temporal resources was suboptimal.”
Write: “We didn’t manage our time well.”

Shorter sentences increase readability. Aim for an average of 15–20 words per sentence.

4. Do Edit Ruthlessly

First drafts are meant to be imperfect. The real work begins in the editing phase. Cut redundant words, fix unclear phrases, and tighten your message.

Tip: Read your work aloud. If you stumble, your readers will too.

5. Do Use Active Voice

Active voice makes your writing stronger and more engaging. It clarifies who is doing what.

Passive: “Mistakes were made.”
Active: “We made mistakes.”

Active voice holds you accountable and makes your writing more direct.

6. Do Use Examples and Stories

Facts inform, but stories engage. Use anecdotes, case studies, or real-life examples to illustrate your points and make them memorable.

Example: Instead of saying “customer service is important,” tell the story of a time when exceptional service won a loyal client.

The Critical Don’ts of Writing

1. Don’t Overwrite

More words do not equal better writing. Avoid filler phrases like “in order to,” “due to the fact that,” or “at this point in time.” These dilute your message.

Instead of: “At this point in time, we are in the process of evaluating the situation.”
Write: “We’re evaluating the situation now.”

Simplicity is sophistication.

2. Don’t Ignore Grammar and Punctuation

Poor grammar undermines your credibility. While perfection isn’t always necessary (especially in informal writing), consistent errors make you appear careless.

Tip: Use tools like Grammarly or Hemingway Editor to catch common mistakes. But don’t rely on them entirely—learn the rules.

3. Don’t Assume Your Reader Knows What You Mean

Never assume context is shared. Define acronyms, explain technical terms, and clarify intentions. Over-communication is better than confusion.

Example: “We’re implementing CRM software” → “We’re implementing CRM (Customer Relationship Management) software to improve client follow-ups.”

4. Don’t Write Without a Clear Purpose

Every piece of writing should have a goal: to inform, persuade, instruct, or inspire. If you can’t state the purpose in one sentence, your writing will likely lack focus.

Ask yourself: What should the reader know, feel, or do after reading this?

5. Don’t Skip the Headline or Hook

Whether it’s an email subject line or a blog title, your opening is your first—and sometimes only—chance to grab attention. Make it compelling.

Weak: “Meeting Notes”
Strong: “3 Key Decisions from Today’s Strategy Meeting”

A strong hook pulls the reader in and sets expectations.

6. Don’t Procrastinate the Final Review

Never send or publish something without a final review. Check for tone, typos, formatting, and consistency. It only takes a minute—and it makes all the difference.

Pro Tip: Wait 10–15 minutes after writing before reviewing. A fresh eye spots more errors.

Final Thoughts: Writing Is a Skill, Not a Talent

Good writing isn’t about perfection—it’s about connection. When you follow the do’s and avoid the don’ts, you’re not just avoiding mistakes; you’re creating content that informs, influences, and inspires.

Remember: Every great writer was once a beginner. The key is consistency, curiosity, and the willingness to revise.

So, write often. Read widely. Edit fearlessly. And always keep your reader in mind.

Because in the end, the most powerful writing is the kind that makes someone stop, think, and act.

What’s your biggest writing challenge? Share in the comments—we’d love to help!
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“What Sets Us Apart”, a mystery with a twist

David is a man troubled by a past he is trying to forget.

Susan is rebelling against a life of privilege and an exasperated mother who holds a secret that will determine her daughter’s destiny.

They are two people brought together by chance. Or was it?

When Susan discovers her mother’s secret, she goes in search of the truth that has been hidden from her since the day she was born.

When David realizes her absence is more than the usual cooling off after another heated argument, he finds himself being slowly drawn back into his former world of deceit and lies.

Then, back with his former employers, David quickly discovers nothing is what it seems as he embarks on a dangerous mission to find Susan before he loses her forever.

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Top 5 sights on the road less travelled – Kampala

Kampala’s Secret Side: 5 Uncrowded Spots with Big Character

Kampala. The name itself evokes a symphony of sounds—the friendly calls of vendors, the constant hum of boda bodas, the rhythm of music spilling from roadside bars. It’s a city that vibrates with an infectious energy. But what if you could peel back the layers of that vibrant chaos and find something quieter? Something more intimate?

While the grand mosques and bustling markets rightfully claim their place on any itinerary, Kampala holds a collection of hidden gems. These are the places where history whispers, art breathes, and tranquillity can be found without the jostle of a crowd.

Step off the beaten track and discover five distinctive Kampala attractions that offer a deeper, more personal connection to the heart of Uganda.

1. Kabaka’s Lake: The Royal Oasis

Tucked away in the suburb of Ndeeba, many visitors head straight for the Kasubi Tombs, overlooking this fascinating site just a short distance away. Kabaka’s Lake is one of Kampala’s best-kept secrets and a place of surprising serenity.

Distinctive Feature: This is no ordinary pond. It’s the largest excavated reservoir in the world, dug entirely by hand in the 1880s on the orders of Kabaka Mwanga II. The legend says he intended it to be a channel to the Indian Ocean. While his grand naval ambitions never materialised, the lake remains a remarkable feat of engineering and a tranquil green lung for the city.

Why it’s Not Crowded: It’s a local spot, not packaged heavily for tourist tours. You’ll find joggers, couples on quiet walks, and families enjoying the shade, but rarely large tour groups. It’s a place to breathe and reflect on the ingenuity of Buganda’s history.

Pro-Tip: Visit in the late afternoon. As the sun begins to set, the sky reflects beautifully on the water, and the local community comes to life, offering a perfect blend of nature and authentic city life.

2. The Baháʼí House of Worship: A Sanctuary of Light

Perched on Kikaya Hill, overlooking the city, is the stunning Baháʼí Temple. Known as the Mother Temple of Africa, this architectural masterpiece offers a profound sense of peace that feels a world away from the city’s hustle.

Distinctive Feature: It is the only Baháʼí House of Worship on the entire African continent. Its magnificent, lace-like dome and elegant gardens are designed for quiet meditation and prayer, open to people of all faiths and backgrounds. The interplay of light through the dome and the intricate patterns inside are simply breathtaking.

Why it’s Not Crowded: As a place of worship, its primary function isn’t tourism. Visitors are encouraged to come, sit, and absorb the peaceful atmosphere, which naturally limits the boisterous crowds found at other landmarks.

Pro-Tip: Allow yourself at least an hour. Don’t just take photos from the outside. Enter the main hall, find a seat, and simply enjoy the silence. The surrounding gardens are perfect for a quiet stroll with incredible views of Kampola on a clear day.

3. Nommo Gallery: Uganda’s Artistic Soul

For a dose of culture without the chaos of a hectic market, the Nommo Gallery is an essential stop. Located in a beautiful colonial-era building, it is the oldest and arguably most prestigious art gallery in Uganda.

Distinctive Feature: Run by the Uganda National Cultural Centre, Nommo showcases a diverse and rotating collection of contemporary Ugandan art. From powerful paintings and intricate sculptures to vibrant textiles and jewellery, it is a one-stop shop for understanding the country’s creative pulse. You won’t find mass-produced souvenirs here—only genuine, high-quality art.

Why it’s Not Crowded: Art galleries tend to attract a more contemplative crowd. It’s a serene space where you can take your time, engage with the art, and even chat with the curators or artists who are often on-site.

Pro-Tip: Even if your budget doesn’t stretch to a large painting, consider buying smaller items like prints, postcards, or jewellery. It’s a wonderful way to support local artists directly and take home a truly unique piece of Uganda.

4. Lubiri Mengo & the “Idi Amin” Tunnel: Echoes of History

While the Kasubi Tombs are the regal burial grounds, the Lubiri in Mengo is the Kabaka’s current palace. Much of it is still a functioning royal residence, but guided tours offer a fascinating, and often sobering, glimpse into Uganda’s royal and political past.

Distinctive Feature: The most chilling and memorable part of the tour is the underground tunnel. Allegedly built by Idi Amin during his rule as an escape route and a place to dispose of enemies, the tunnel is a dark, claustrophobic passage that powerfully connects visitors to the country’s more turbulent history. It’s an experience you won’t forget.

Why it’s Not Crowded: Tours are infrequent and must be arranged through a guide at the main gate. This informal system naturally limits the number of visitors. It lacks the infrastructure of a major tourist site, which is precisely part of its raw, authentic appeal.

Pro-Tip: Arrange your tour in advance if possible. Be respectful; this is still a significant cultural and royal site. The stories shared by the guides are often personal and powerful, so listen closely.

5. A Rooftop Vantage Point: Kampala from Above

Sometimes, the best attraction isn’t a building, but a view. Escaping the street-level noise and gaining a new perspective is one of the best ways to appreciate the scale and beauty of Kampala, nestled among its seven hills.

Distinctive Feature: A panoramic, bird’s-eye view of the sprawling city. You can see the red-tiled roofs, green patches of trees, and the distant hills that define Kampala’s landscape. It’s especially magical during the golden hour as the city begins to light up.

Why it’s Not Crowded: While popular, rooftop bars are often relaxed and spacious. The key is to go during an off-peak time, like mid-afternoon for coffee, rather than a Friday night for drinks.

Pro-Tip: Two excellent choices are the rooftop garden at The Emin Pasha Hotel (for a more classic, serene experience) or the top floor of Javas House on Acacia Avenue (Longacres). Grab a coffee, find a comfy seat, and just watch the city breathe below you.

Go Beyond the Postcard

Kampala rewards the curious traveller. By seeking out these quieter corners, you’ll discover a city with a depth and character that goes far beyond the typical tourist trail. You’ll find the soul of Uganda in its serene temples, its hidden history, and its pockets of inspiring peace.

So next time you find yourself in the “City of Seven Hills,” dare to wander. You might be surprised by what you find.

The story behind the story: A Case of Working With the Jones Brothers

To write a private detective serial has always been one of the items at the top of my to-do list, though trying to write novels and a serial, as well as a blog, and maintain a social media presence, well, you get the idea.

But I made it happen, from a bunch of episodes I wrote a long, long time ago, used these to start it, and then continue on, then as now, never having much of an idea where it was going to end up, or how long it would take to tell the story.

That, I think is the joy of ad hoc writing, even you, as the author, have as much idea of where it’s going as the reader does.

It’s basically been in the mill since 1990, and although I finished it last year, it looks like the beginning to end will have taken exactly 30 years. Had you asked me 30 years ago if I’d ever get it finished, the answer would be maybe?

My private detective, Harry Walthenson

I’d like to say he’s from that great literary mold of Sam Spade, or Mickey Spillane, or Phillip Marlow, but he’s not.

But, I’ve watched Humphrey Bogart play Sam Spade with much interest, and modelled Harry and his office on it. Similarly, I’ve watched Robert Micham play Phillip Marlow with great panache, if not detachment, and added a bit of him to the mix.

Other characters come into play, and all of them, no matter what period they’re from, always seem larger than life. I’m not above stealing a little of Mary Astor, Peter Lorre or Sidney Greenstreet, to breathe life into beguiling women and dangerous men alike.

Then there’s the title, like

The Case of the Unintentional Mummy – this has so many meanings in so many contexts, though I imagine that back in Hollywood in the ’30s and ’40s, this would be excellent fodder for Abbott and Costello

The Case of the Three-Legged Dog – Yes, I suspect there may be a few real-life dogs with three legs, but this plot would involve something more sinister. And if made out of plaster, yes, they’re always something else inside.

But for mine, to begin with, it was “The Case of the …”, because I had no idea what the case was going to be about, well, I did, but not specifically.

Then I liked the idea of calling it “The Case of the Brother’s Revenge” because I began to have a notion there was a brother no one knew about, but that’s stuff for other stories, not mine, so then went the way of the others.

Now it’s called ‘A Case of Working With the Jones Brothers’, finished the first three drafts, and at the editor for the last.

I have high hopes of publishing it in early 2021. It even has a cover.

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