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“The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality.
I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.”
-~ Virginia Woolf

A surprise that takes me unawares
Leaves me with all unknowns,
The shadow of impressions left on lips
To taste what it is to be alone and never

A wait for the sake of waiting for night
To begin again with the idea
Of an arm arced into a perfect curve.
An angle so acute it leaves no space between
A voice of skin, eyes of sound and every word
Unheard above the movements of a thought,
A hand half closed and close to touch
Hidden in the folds of moons in every phase.

The meteor shower of emotions
Gathered in a room made of small bouquets.
The living part of living life a secret
To be told one part at a time
But never the…

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On being invincible

“In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
I realized, through it all, that…
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”
Albert Camus

The only way you’re ever going to accomplish something worth mentioning is to rely on your inner strength. True motivation comes from inside. Why some people never give up, no matter what, and why some people never finish a job they’ve started… that’s all about how much they believe in themselves.

The truth is, I can tell you all about my struggles, my problems, and how I chose to face them, how I decided to keep on writing, even when I couldn’t see any reason to keep on doing so. Even when failure was always around the corner. I can write about it, tell you about it, I can tell you that you can do great things only if you set your mind to it, that greatness is achievable, and so on… but the truth is that at the end of the day, if you don’t believe in yourself, nothing will change. Continue reading

Help if you can

As I feared, my computer needs an upgrade (as soon as possible.) The hard drive is about to die, sooner rather than later. It also needs a new graphics card and power source. So, yes, if you can help me out… my computer is the thing I use to earn my living. Without it, I’m as good as jobless.

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This is (not) how it ends…

“This looks like the end of the story; but it isn’t.” Beatrix Potter

I once wrote that there are three types of stories: the ones we never get to even start writing. We play with the idea for a while, we ask ourselves a couple of times “what if?” but then the promise slowly fades away. Then there are the stories we never get to end. Those are the most painful to get over. Because we never really understand what happened, why we didn’t push ourselves to the limit, what made it impossible to punch those last keys. And then there are the ones that we do finish, the ones we’ve worked on for so long that we feel there are no more words left. We’ve said everything, we’ve felt everything, we’ve done everything. And now it’s time to let go. Continue reading

A hunger artist

“Worry destroys the ability to write.”Ernest Hemingway

Maybe you’re familiar with Franz Kafka’s short story, A Hunger Artist, maybe you’re not. It doesn’t really matter. One of the main themes of the story (the way I see it) is the fact that artists most often feel misunderstood by their audience. And they’re furious because of that.

That’s a myth.

Most often than not it’s the artist’s inability to show people what he wants to show them that gets in the way. Continue reading

Technology hates me

I’m writing this blog post with the idea that my computer is going to break at any time now. Not much of a hardware wiz, but it’s making some awful sounds. Also, it’s slower than ever. So technology hates me, because this has happened before.

And I kind of need your help. Just so I can keep writing. Or have something on which to write. And blog. And run irevuo from. And it’s kind of nice when you have a computer in the house. Don’t know. Otherwise you feel like living in a cave (been there, done that.)

All jokes aside, I could really use some help from you guys. There are a number of ways you can do that.

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a. Contribute to this campaign here. There are a number of great perks, and you’ll also be helping us with irevuo, and the digital magazine we plan on launching in September.

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c. Support an indie writer (me) by purchasing an e-book bundle of all his works for just $4.99. Here.

Time is of the essence, which is why I’m kind of stressed lately and haven’t been replying to e-mails (or sending out e-mails or doing what I was supposed to do.) I don’t want to go back to the stone age.

So, yes, do help out in any way if you can.

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The quest for innovation

Originally posted on irevuo:

innovationAt one point or another every creative person must feel that everything has been done before. Everything worth writing, worth painting, worth saying. That the essential is there, for everyone to understand, that we can’t possibly capture the essence of life without being copies of someone else.

This is an universal urge, in a way. We feel that we need to step outside certain boundaries, that we have to forget about the rules in order to innovate. We want to be original, to create something new. We want to create a big enough change in the world that’s going to last forever.

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The punch you don’t see coming

punchIn boxing it’s always the punch you don’t see coming that knocks you down. The punch you weren’t expecting, the punch you never thought would hit you. Life is just like that.

It’s the bizarre coincidences we never even dared take into consideration, with an even stranger ramification of consequences. And in the ensuing chaos, we no longer understand what’s going on, and we feel like drowning. Time becomes inconsistent: a second, a minute, an hour, a day… we can no longer tell what is what. Continue reading

The Art of trying

Originally posted on irevuo:

art_tryingBefore starting this post, I gathered my little minions and they all knew what they had to do in order to help me write : my coffee was hot, my cigarettes were more than plenty, and my jazz track-list was two hours long. I don’t need two hours to write a post, but I do like to stare at the screen every ten minutes, to enjoy the blank inside my head. I didn’t make this introduction for nothing and the reason for doing it is because I want to open the Pandora box, also known as Inspiration.

There comes a moment in every artist’s life when he doesn’t know ( here is where I stopped for ten minutes to stare ) which way to go. We don’t have a secret formula, otherwise the creating process would be so simple and we all know there’s no art without struggle. We might…

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