Author: missmelissawrites

Barbara Erasmus reviews Shadow Flicker by Melissa A. Volker in the Sunday Times

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Local eco-romance novel will blow you away There are no blurred lines between the good and bad guys who all get their just desserts – cynical readers must bear in mind that Volker’s genre is romance rather than noir By Barbara Erasmus Many South Africans will identify with the heroine of Melissa Volker’s debut novel Shadow…

Love and Launches

Wow. What a week I had last week. It’s taken me a while to pause and reflect on it. First I had the pleasure of making a trip down to the Cape Talk Studio for an interview with John Maytham. To say I was nervous is the understatement of the year. My mouth was dry like the Sahara desert and…

Shadow Flicker by Melissa A. Volker launched at the Book Lounge

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It was quite a while ago that Melissa A. Volker and I sat at Jonkerhuis, discussing over cake and coffee a version of the manuscript that would eventually become her novel Shadow Flicker. During that conversation, I mentioned my dream of becoming a publisher. I also told her that I’d loved her novel; that it needed some work, but that I…

An Equal Share

This article first appeared in the print edition of Zigzag 2 years ago. So much has happened in women’s surfing since I wrote this, equal pay from the WSL for example, Emma Smith on the cover of the Zag, the women’s championship tour invited to JBay and a women’s event scheduled at Mavericks. In some places it is still a…

THAT Downwind

A kitesurfer at Fishhoek had a four and a half meter kite up on the day of my first Miller’s Run. If you speak Kite (which I do, because I am the GOAT Kite Widow) it means that either the kitesurfer is the size of Tinkerbell or the wind is stronger than you can imagine. Anyway, the husband ID’d the…

Six Degrees of Kai Lenny

Did you know that when someone writes ‘an SUP’  it means  they say  Ess Yew Pea? Uh huh. Indefinite article vibes. Surfers of the lie-down-arm-paddle variety say Ess Yew Pea all the time.  And why is that a problem, you may ask? Well for starters I’ve noticed that sometimes it’s a teeny weeny clue that the person may have a bit of disdain…