The story so far
I'm from Adelaide, but I'm living in Abu Dhabi right now. One day, I saw a gold leaf four wheel drive. It made me cry.
My first novel, Black Dust Dancing, was published by Wakefield Press in March 2009. It looks like this:
Tag Archives: letters from abu dhabi
It's not quite one place, but it's not the other neither
One day, when I was trawling the internet for previously unknown information about myself* I found a review of a journal in which I had been published. The reviewer summarised my piece thusly: “Tracy Crisp on Dubai”. For a few … Continue reading
Thunder bolts and snow
I got out of bed twice to adjust the curtains, thinking that the flashes of light into the bedroom must be coming from the roof of the Al Wahda building. The building is two or three kilometres from here and … Continue reading
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Tagged abu dhabi, dubai, letters from abu dhabi, mall of the emirates, ski dubai, weather
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Not again in a hurry
The other day, the Thursday before last in fact, I found myself in such a position that going to Toys R Us was better than the position in which I had found myself. I’m just going to let the true … Continue reading
Question mark omitted purposefully
Could any phrase be less reassuring than, ‘You can’t miss it.’
Covered in sand
So it’s not true that hundreds and thousands of cars are being abandoned as people flee their financial over-commitments in the UAE, but it is true that people get into financial difficulties here, leave and abandon their cars, and thus … Continue reading
Resolve
On my way to book group a few weeks ago, I walked through a gate and found myself in front of a villa which housed two canary yellow sports cars. I beat a hasty retreat, realising that this was not … Continue reading
Not that he's complaining
That the mister walked and talked straight through the afternoon, the black of the night and into today, is proof enough that those mojitos were not of pure Cuban descent.
A new stall in Al Wahda Mall
At Al Wahda Mall, between the car and Dome cafe. It’s new, this stall. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t there when we left in June. From miscblogphotos
Monday is photo day
From miscblogphotos
When I were a girl, I spent my pocket money on redskins and choo choo bars
So we’re driving down to Marina Mall, because that’s where my knitting group meets, and we drive past the Emirates Palace and I tell the lads that there’s a gold machine inside, and the lads ask about the ins and … Continue reading
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Tagged abu dhabi, being a mother (good-bad-indifferent), letters from abu dhabi
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