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Everyday Writing for South Africa

23. Juni 202123. Juni 2021Joyce

About Gangs and Water Troubles–The everyday writing routine for South Africa is quite different.

While I dealt with rallies, paintings and golf in “Madeira Grave”, the topics for my new South Africa crime novel are quite different.

Serious topics make writing more sombre

Is it because of the current political situation and the almost daily worsening water shortage in South Africa? In any case, this crime novel is more sombre than its predecessors. It is fitting that it was written in the grey winter months of Hamburg, even though it deals with heat and drought.

Everyday life of the street gangs in the townships

Writing about South Africa means dealing with the problems in the townships. Many tourists who travel to the Cape of Good Hope every year see the beautiful sides of Cape Town with its waterfront. They wander through the Winelands and look at the cute penguins in Simon’s Town. All things that I also did and enjoyed.

But not everything in a crime novel is rosy …

From the love of Rugby

23. Juni 202112. Juli 2021Joyce

Rugby is physical but there is little complaining …

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“Football is a gentleman’s game played by hooligans. Rugby is a hooligan’s game played by gentlemen.”
Oscar Wilde

Someone who has not yet studied rugby will probably shake his head at this quote. But if you take a closer look at the game, you begin to understand what is meant. For one thing, it’s about the background of most rugby players. It is a typical college sport, so in fact a large proportion of the players have a university education.

Secluded escapes, hanging gardens and wide views

2. September 202022. Februar 2024Joyce

Comissário Avila accompanies me to the Hotel Atrio in Estreito da Calheta, high above the south coast of Madeira …

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“This place looks almost like the hotel where Leticia and I spent a stormy weekend.” The Comissário looks at his author critically from the side. “Do you have anything to tell me?”