
Rodney Ghobril
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1 week ago |
mg.co.za | Des Erasmus |Rodney Ghobril
When I was a young man, I was given a priceless gift by someone — a lens through which I could understand my own interactions with the world. The person in question, a mental health professional and a good friend, did tell me that he had cribbed it off of one of his clients but it was so good that he had added it to his bag of treatment tools. The lens was as such … The people of the world can be very loosely divided into two groups: Those who have an “ethnic” background and those who don’t.
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2 months ago |
mg.co.za | Des Erasmus |Rodney Ghobril
You ever want to tell someone about a book or a movie, but run into the problem that, in relating the best parts, the very crux of the work, you’re going to spoil it for them? I, personally, hate spoilers for other people — but love them for myself. What I mean is, I myself love knowing how things end, because I am often too riddled with anxiety, or too tied up in solving the ending before it happens, to actually enjoy the experience of ending up there.
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Dec 1, 2024 |
mg.co.za | Des Erasmus |Rodney Ghobril
In 1996, now-deceased American horror author Richard Laymon published the rather cheesily excellent book Body Rides. It was more of Laymon’s usual fare — shlock horror dressed up with pretty language, gratuitous violence, a little tawdriness and more than a little sexuality. But the truly interesting part of the story was its central premise.
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Nov 18, 2024 |
mg.co.za | Rodney Ghobril
Before we proceed with discussing Nickolaus Bauer’s insightful and interesting new book Great Johannesburg, there is something I must unequivocally declare before church and state: I fucking love Johannesburg!Well, that’s not entirely true — I have a love-hate relationship with Joburg. Well, that’s not quite true, either … Let’s peg it at 80/20. Okay, unequivocally re-declared: I have a four-parts-love, one-part-hate relationship with Joburg.
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Oct 27, 2024 |
mg.co.za | Umamah Bakharia |Rodney Ghobril
‘Writing is the slow, recursive process in which words are laid down, then reordered and revised, tested and retested against memory in the attempt to produce something halfway dignified, somewhere between a sentimental fiction and a truth that can seem too harsh, or too self-satisfied in its harshness.”This quote, taken from the fourth of the nine essays which comprise Hedley Twidle’s incredible new collection Show Me the Place, reflects the author’s stance on writing.
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