It’s taken me a while to believe that I could write something half readable. I was trained as a scientist and now I’m an administrator, and the last time I wrote a story was at school in England when I was sixteen. I suppose it’s a small irony of destiny that the essay was entitled “Myself, as others see me”.
I followed what Writingbrussels was doing in its first two to three years and I still think the process of writing “Brussels Umbrellas” makes it a highly entertaining, original piece of work. When several members of the group challenged me to start writing with them, I snapped and said I would. So here I am.
I am trying to write pieces that are Romantic for you and participatory for me. I like bringing Brussels into my stories, it can inspire reflection. Despite its apparent greyness and its often unfair reputation for dull weather, it holds many surprises. Because of its central role in contemporary European life, Brussels provokes thoughts of peripheries. Things on the edge, on the boundary interest and nourish me, so I hope you like my story. I’m writing it to share with you what I can’t tell in any other way.