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A long time on the road

Sixteen years ago today, two completely clueless girls strapped on their backpacks and got on a plane for London, on their first big overseas adventure, to spend six unforgettable months (except for the forgotten parts) bumming around Europe. Yep folks, on 4 July 2001, lividlili first hit the road with...

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Damn right, I am

I find myself in the curious position of once again drinking takeaway beer at an airport. An unbelievable but wholly predictable series of events has led to me being here at Singapore airport, too early to check in, and without somewhere comfortable to sit and drown my sorrows. What, no...

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Kicking off

I just had a writing master class with Jacob Ross, courtesy of the Commonwealth Foundation. It was an amazing session, made me realise what was wrong with two of my stories I’m working on. It also made me realise what I already know, some of it intrinsically. None of which...

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Standing in the rain. 

 I’m standing in the park under a tree. It’s raining. I’m getting wet, but not as wet as out there, in the open. Little balls of hail break through, like seed pods. One hits me on the back of my neck, but it doesn’t hurt. These are the things that...

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Park benches

I saw that there was a hole in my bag, from shoving too many things in it. I must get that fixed.

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A park democracy

Croatians spend a lot of time in parks. Well, at least, Zagrebians do. And mostly I mean Zagrebian teenagers. Walking home from my (very long, very late) train trip on Saturday night, I walked through several parks in which youths – yes, youths – were sitting on park benches and...