Too far apart

many“There are too many of us and we are all too far apart.” ― Kurt Vonnegut

I’m writing these words knowing that people from all over the world are going to read them. People of all ages, ethnic and cultural backgrounds, of different religious beliefs. Most of them, I’ll never get a chance to meet. Most of them, I don’t know how they look like, what’s the thing they want most in this world, or what is it that they’re afraid of… most of them are perfect strangers to me.

Yet, simply by writing these words with these strangers in my mind, having the certainty that my words will reach them, they become a little bit more than strangers. They become human beings, just like myself, and that is one of life’s greatest achievements. Continue reading

Over the edge…

edgeI’m going to write about something I’m sure most of you don’t really want to read. It’s one of those topics we rarely explore, simply because we’d like to deny their very existence.

I don’t know how you think I am, if you view me as an idealist or a realist, if you think I’m good or not or even worse than that, but the truth is that, for most of my life, I’ve been a pessimist. One of the worst kind, actually.

The ones who feel they never get what they want. The ones who see themselves and the world around them as broken beyond repair. There’s never enough light for the ones who are afraid of the dark.

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Help if you can

Twelve days left. A new appointment on Wednesday.

If you want to help me out with my medical bills, you can do so here.

Special offer still stands: anyone who donates $50 or more to the campaign will have a blog post featured on this blog. That’s besides any rewards you might select from the campaign page itself.

Thank you,

Cristian

Friday Review: Shadow of the Raven

8119-Tl3n8L._SL1500_Thunder claps roar and Odin’s ravens fly. Dragonships set sail – and the kingdoms of Western Europe hold their breath. Warriors of Thor are on the move.

By the mid ninth century, Danish raids on Anglo-Saxon kingdoms have escalated. Several bands even dare to overwinter on the coastal islands, particularly those at the mouth of the Thames, where the kingdoms of Wessex and Mercia border each other.

The kings of these lands must put past enmity aside and take the first steps towards unity; steps they see as vital in the face of this newfound threat to their lands . . . Continue reading

Punch the keys, for God’s sake!

This is probably one of the best writing advice anyone can give you. Punch the damn keys. I mean… don’t be afraid. Just punch the keys and write what you want.

Sometimes I do just that. I know it might sound silly but I start to punch the keys really hard, writing whatever comes through my mind… I try to force the words out of my head, to get rid of the anxiety or fear or exhaustion. I punch the damn keys… and that’s all it takes.

Some writers half-expect words to magically appear on their screens.

It’s not going to happen.

The only thing you ca do is punch those keys, to force your brain to imagine into existence the story you want to write. That’s it!

What doesn’t kill you…

Either makes you stronger or makes you wish it did.

Letting go or holding on. Two of our most defining reactions. And they couldn’t be more different.

Holding on to pain(or the memory of it), holding on to regret, to bitterness… Continue reading

vertigo: a novel

vertigoEverything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.Kurt Vonnegut

 

There are certain memories that stick with us for no apparent reason, whose influence we never understand.

For instance, one of my most persistent memories from childhood consists of me sitting in my father’s car, waiting for him and my mother to come back from a shop. It was raining, and all I did was watch this beautiful anomaly of nature; raindrops trickling down the windshield, layers upon layers, drops blending together to form rivulets, like tears running down cheeks. And I thought God wanted to drown the entire world, to cover everything in a deep sea of rain. For a few minutes my life was empty and pointless, and yet time didn’t stop. People were running down sidewalks, struggling to hold onto their umbrellas in the blistering wind, cars were passing by, and the rain kept falling, oblivious and impervious to everything and everyone. Continue reading

I’d like to thank Natasha for yet another contribution to my campaign. I have an appointment with an endodontist next Wednesday. Therapy is needed to salvage the three remaining teeth in the lower left side.

If you want to help me out, you can contribute any amount you see fit here.

The special offer still stands: anyone who donates $50 or more to the campaign will have a blog post featured on this blog. That’s besides any rewards you might select from the campaign page itself.

Thank you,

Cristian

Artist showcase: Jennifer Murcia

jenniferWhen it comes to fashion there are two things that I always keep in mind when sketching: The human body is merely a canvas for what I want to express and always create something elegant that compliments the person wearing it. I think many people peg fashion as something that is unimportant and superficial, which isn’t true. A lot of today’s fashion gets a bad rap because designers create clothes and fashion shows that aren’t grounded in a realistic setting. Continue reading