I’m a writer. I have an apartment in Highgate, London, England; I travel on a Canadian passport; but I spend most of my time in the Gulf. Not the Gulf of Texas — the Arabian Gulf. I’ve lived all over the world, but Abu Dhabi is the place where, when I get off the plane, I feel like I’ve come home. People who don’t know Abu Dhabi probably find that strange, because the Gulf is a place for men rather than women, but I can’t help it. I’m a Christian and not a Moslem; but still, this is the place I feel that people understand me. I’m an independent person who isn’t about to put herself under the control of any man; but still, it’s here that I feel I have my space. But (and isn’t it just the way of the world that there’s always a “But”?) the kind of books and stories I write are frowned on by the Authorities in the Gulf — so excuse me if I don’t give you a clear photograph or an address
If you want to know what it is about my books that the Authorities might not care for, look here.
The books themselves are here.