your silence is murder

I sit here in suspended disbelief at what is happening in Gaza.

Disbelief that we are watching it unfold; the daily slaughter of men, women and children.

What excuse is there, when it’s so blatantly plastered across our screens?

No excuses. Not anymore.

Stay silent. You are all at fault.


There is sadness here and it stays.

There is suffering here (more than 60 years of it).

And a people who throughout, have shown resilience and an enduring spirit – rare, tragic, and beautiful.

I hope their suffering ends.

I hope they get the justice they deserve.

Bring the perpetrators down to their knees,

begging forgiveness.

write place, write time.

During a television writing course I’ve been taking, Geoffrey Atherden sagely told us,

‘In the TV industry, luck plays a big part in it. Being in the right place at the right time’.


As class was finishing up, my classmate who sat beside me asked me to finally tell him my story idea. I told him the previous week that I struggled giving the elevator pitch without rambling.

But this week I was prepared and told him my idea as briefly as I could. He was impressed and asked if I could bring in a two page outline of the idea. I laughed and said, ‘Are you sure you want to read it??’

He replied: ‘Well I guess so, seeing that I’m a producer and all’.

Well, whaddya know? I couldn’t have made that moment more Hollywood if I tried.


Turn up your hearing aids for this one.

I once worked with a 50+ male ‘writer’ (self published) who scoffed at the idea of working for a female editor, 20 years his junior. ‘A female editor?’ he decried, ‘Well that’s just the most hilarious thing I’ve ever heard!’ he said, to a room full of two women and two men.

He was fired within the week by the new female editor.

I just like telling that story.

hi, chicken? it’s me.

I have no shame in admitting that I have spent a good half an hour trying to find a website so I can complain about my salad not having the requested roasted chicken inside it. I have since come to the conclusion that there is no website, that this popular salad place has opted to go without a website in the digital age.

Never mind for I shall offer to make them a website. Develop a relationship with them. Get invited to their Christmas parties and family gatherings. Then, when they least suspect it, a small box appears in the left hand corner, just as I had designed it. It’s a photo of me, looking like someone who just ate a salad sans poultry. A caption appears:

‘Hi, I’d like to complain about this salad not having the roasted chicken I ordered? Yeah. Yeah it was really disappointing not having that extra protein to balance out the healthy. Yeah okay I’ll hold’.

*do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do*

Revenge is a dish best served with chicken, and don’t you forget that!

God I loved that chicken I never had.