Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander on the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
That is a dark passage, read in the final scene of ANJA THE LIAR, as Anja contemplates her ruined life.
This -and the novel- is her house. But it is my cyber-home as well, and far from dark. If you've arrived here, though, you must have searched for the address, for I am not at all famous or a literary star; I simply tell stories.
I became a novelist more by chance than choice. For many years, I was a news reporter and editor, traveling widely (and often wildly) from Tokyo and Shanghai to Venice and Paris, as well as rougher places: the northern Sahara, the jungles of Mindanao, the Yugoslav mountains. It was an exciting, rewarding career. I had no literary ambitions, no intention of ever writing fiction.
But the world turns, doesn't it? Now I am the author of the novels WHAT HARRY SAW, WATER CARRY ME, THE WORLD I MADE FOR HER, THE MAN IN THE BOX, as well as ANJA.
If you would like to explore this place a bit, it's very simple. To see what the books are about, just click THE NOVELS at the top of this page. All are summarized on that page. If any book interests you, and you'd like to read a chapter and what the critics said about the novel, click the title there. Or, easiest of all, simply click a title in the IN PRINT column. And please feel free to download any chapters if you are more comfortable reading fiction on the printed page than on your computer screen.
I think you will find some surprises, some stories that may intrigue you, or at least some characters you might like to know better.
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