I had the great fortune of becoming friends with Simon, my first memories of him swathed in the smoky air of Ziryab, a bar and restaurant in downtown Ramallah, back in 2005. Simon was a luminous presence: charismatic, fiercely intelligent, endlessly kind, and uproariously funny. His adventures were the stuff of legend, as was his knack for lightening any moment with an irreverent quip. That wit, combined with his deep humanity, shines through A Beginner’s Guide to Dying, a book as much about living boldly as it is about facing the end.
Simon writes with the clarity of someone unburdened by pretense, whether reflecting on faith and friendship or vanity-publishing a poem titled Cyclists Are Cunts. His vignettes are raw and beautiful, stitched together by humour that cuts through the dark and a love that humbles the soul. From the proposed original title, Cheer Up, You Buggers, to the heart-stopping beauty of his meditations on friendship and loss, Simon’s voice rings out with clarity and warmth. This extraordinary work, born from the shadow of death, is a gift to the living. I’ll carry his words, and the memory of his laughter, with me always.