OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
I can’t stop crying. And I don’t want to write about you, dear Nadia, in the past tense. I just can’t.
If there was a prize for publishing superheroes in South Africa, you would win by a million miles. Your wisdom, generosity, support, kindness, passion, and wonderful sense of humour illuminate our literary scene like sunlight – like sunlight, you are indispensable. How are we supposed to do this without you?
My heart is sore and I miss you, even though we hardly know each other. You are an inspiration, a creative force for good, a champion of all things bookish and a friend to so many authors and all others in the publishing industry.
“I am loved”, you wrote recently on Twitter. Yes, you are.
Rest in peace, wonderful Nadia.
Our world is so much poorer without you in it.
My deepest condolences to Nadia’s family, friends, loved ones.
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Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”