Substack

My mum says I didn’t speak a word until I was three, sparking parental panic and a mental check-up. Then, on August 31, 1967, I blurted out “Happy birthday Andrew” – and a perfectionist was born. No “mama” or “goo goo” for me.

Since then, I’ve been making up for lost time with nonstop communication. Beyond my professional writing, I dream, eat, breathe, and obsess about words – and in a variety of languages to boot (19 and counting).

Catch this flood of thoughts on my Substack, where besides creating monthly business newsletters, I write about ghostwriting, career plot twists, romantic triumphs (rare) and disasters (plenty), plus my upcoming digital nomad adventures from 2026.

It’s the lighter, unfiltered side of my writing – and what fills most of my free time.

Hope to see you there!

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