Johann Wentzel

Where is my tickey? Isn’t it strange that I had to get to the end of the road to be able to see the start? A road that never ends and where a stop is only made when it is too late and I travel sick...A road shared with many. I had to turn 54 before I could read the road ahead....

Bleed for the Queen is in part the story of Kobus Cronje, a pathologist from South Africa in Northern Ireland and his attempt to come to terms with the philosophical and psychological consequences of the brutal murder of his sister-in-law and her five month old baby....

Tog snaaks dat ek eers aan die einde van die reis moes kom om die begin te kon sien. 'n Pad wat nooit eindig nie en waar daar net gestop is as dit reeds te laat was en ek klaar, karsiek, opgegooi het. 'n Pad gedeel met baie....

It started during one of those boring never-ending commuting journeys shared with my publishing agent and lifelong friend Jan. Jan suggested an easy-to-listen on-the-go detective lose-hanging piece to kill start-stop commuting time....

It was a hard battle and it took time to sink in that it was finally behind us....

Who said love belongs to youth? An email, two songs, three silly short rumbles, and 22 poems, but not necessarily in that order. Plus, a wedding! An old fashioned love story. Boy meets girl, boy marries girl....

A thought-provoking look into the brilliant mind of a person diagnosed with Schizophrenia as he slips in and out of reality....