dress me like a queen
in silk of tender words
and glowing gems
of a delicate touch
put them all atop
i care no more
but only of the way
it feels - the only thing
i am allowed
to take with me
when time is gone.
People come into our lives with different attitudes, different world views, different goals. As a person who is ‘lucky’ to be born with overly friendly nature, I know how painful it can be to let a wrong person inside. How at times unbearable is to see someone you considered your friend and your ally turning out to be nothing more but a toxic root that all this time was poisoning your life.
I’m sure you’ve met people who, whether intentionally or not, make you feel low. They drain you, discourage you, set you into a mindset that makes the world around you look as hopeless as never before. Slowly your life turns as cold as at the bottom of a bathtub. But the worst, you never know why.
How do you learn the mastery of literary translation? By translating.
The more you translate the better you get. But there is a side effect and I'm just going to call it what it is – over-confidence.
In real life, confidence helps us to move up the professional ladder, to get more friends or to achieve the boldest dreams we could only have. And yet, according to the law of the balance, good things are good in a right amount. Overdose of any good can be a cause of the most surprising in scale disasters.
Over-confidence in literary translation is like driving Bugatti through the streets of London in a doped state. In other words, not a good idea. But I’ll try to keep metaphors aside and get straight to the business.
Who would think that staying at home can be so challenging and tough?! I’m sure, most of us dreamed of a week or better a month off work. But now when we have it, it does not feel so satisfying as we imagined it would.
But, don’t panic. Pandemic can keep us in lockdown for weeks or even months, but it cannot imprison our spirit and it, for sure, cannot stop us from growing personally or professionally.
Tough times are not to break us but to give new opportunities to change.
It is time to reset our mindset and just to take a moment to look around at things that in the chaos of daily responsibilities we had no time to even notice.
For some, it may be just the right time to think about their dreams more seriou...
When I started writing QV, which is my debut novel, I had this vague and at the same time clear picture of what the story was about.
It was about Death. Love. Unethical (in some way) Science. Friendship. Hopes. Dreams. Secrets. Family Dramas. Human spirit. Mysteries. It was all about world that existed on the bones of another world.
The motto – what dead is dead, was not working anymore in that new world on the pages on my book.
But you know how it is with stories. They come in dozens. Some leave without even as much as a hi, some stay. This one came as a storm, out of nowhere it shook the clear sky above my head. I grabbed it without thinking. I was sure I could see the story as clear as I never saw any story before. But what a tricky thing. It...
Have you ever met a small person? I’m not talking about size, even though for some size is what really matters. I’m talking about emotional aspect of human presence that makes some of us look like a tiny dot lost in never ending space of any room we walk in. Whereas others, once inside of that same room, would make us feel they are the only ones in it.
So, what was wrong with the Bird that looked like a Fly? One thing obviously – it’s was not a Fly. It was a BIRD! So, why it looked like a fly to everyone else?
For me, as I’m sure for most of you, this matter is personal. We all do this, whether we realize it or not. We make ourselves, in most cases unintentionally, look like mere flies, when in fact, we are gorgeous, cheery birds.