Henry James thought “summer afternoon” to be the two most beautiful words in the English language. The hopeless romantic in me wants to agree. He can see the melancholy beauty of the landscape only two words create. He can see a place, a time, he can feel a faint breeze.
And he can also feel love. Continue reading
“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.” — Oprah Winfrey
We all want something. We all lost something. We all love something. Some let themselves be guided by their passions, while others take to the rational way of acting… some choose to hug an illusion, others a dream, and on their loneliest nights they feel empty and weak and scared, while others choose to act… they want to create, to build, to enhance, to evolve, to wage war against the entire world if need be. Continue reading
Or artists in general?
I’m sure this is not your usual Friday type of post, and I could easily answer with another question: who isn’t? And then I could go back to writing and stuff.
Instead, I’m going to write an actual post. About crazy writers. And stuff.
So here goes nothing. Continue reading
“We are not defined by our trials, but by how we face them. We are all afraid; bravery is a choice, that though you may lose, you shall never be defeated.” – Jill Anzinger
In the face of adversity, how we react is what really defines us. Our actions are one of the few things we’d call a legacy; what we leave behind. Our actions can inspire, can help others achieve their own dreams… our own actions can shape this world according to our dreams. Continue reading
Right now there are just $65 separating me from the funds I need in order to pay all the stuff that needs to be paid in order for this blog to keep functioning. It’s not a fortune, but it seems like one. Electricity, Internet bill, and domain name/hosting.
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Once again, thank you all for your support and love.
I’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.
I was a strange kid. I didn’t use to go out and play with others very much. Actually, for most of my childhood years, I never went out. No brothers, no sisters, it was just me and my games. And toys. Continue reading