If Only

The saddest words in the English language. If only.

If only I’d known what I know now, if only I had done this or that, if only…

Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. And time passes and heals wounds, and, in the end, regret is the only thing that ties us to our past. Or to a better version of it. Continue reading

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Summer Reading Kickoff

Carolyn M. Bowen, Author

Quote of the Day: “What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person …” Carl Sagan

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A Short Blurb

Practicing law in a large partnership, Sydney Jones was primed for making partner. Then her life turned upside down after a disagreement with her boss at Birdman & Birdman.

Leaving the office, she was swiftly kidnapped and taken to her assailants’ hideaway, beaten, and raped. With…

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Even Angels Have their Demons

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The truth is that at some deep unconscious level we’re all broken. The sad truth of this world is that we’ve all been broken, lied to, cheated, or left behind. We’ve all lost something and we all miss people we’ve never even met. We all attach a certain melancholic beauty to memories that never even happened.

There’s good and bad in every person you meet. There’s beauty in searching for the good parts, there’s something noble about pretending that their light is all you see. Continue reading

Everything I Write Was Once Real Life

One of my favorite opening lines goes like this, “Everything I write was once real life.”

It’s from Max Blecher’s last novel, The Shinning Burrow.

How do you turn real life into art? Into stories? How do you write about all the things you’d never have the courage to say out loud?

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You Read The Blog — Why Not Sponsor It?

You’re reading the posts, so why not sponsor one?

Each new post gets about 1,000 reads within the first 24 hours of it being published.

And, with over 137,000 followers, this blog is one of the most popular blogs on art and culture on WordPress.com.

All shameless promoting aside, I believe it’s also a good way to earn some extra $, which would help me keep on writing full-time. This month was probably my best month in terms of words written since 2010, mostly because I could afford to spend a lot more time writing, instead of worrying about bills and food and stuff like that.

Trust me, a hungry artist is a grumpy artist.

Anyway, here‘s how a sponsored post looks like.

Yeah. It’s been a while since I offered this option.

Sponsored post$34.99 $19.99

At the end of a post you’ll get a mention (short description of your blog or book or business) and a link towards that respective website.

That’s it. Quite simple.

Advertise your blog, or a book you self-published, and gain exposure to over 137,000 people.

You can purchase sponsored posts on my e-store here. All payments secured via PayPal, of course.

On Feeling Broken

“When you are the anvil, be patient. When you are the hammer, strike.” Arabian Proverb

I have this defect. One of my legs. Nothing too crazy, it just makes me walk in a funny way.

I also don’t have the most symmetric of faces.

I used to weight some 55kg at a height of 175 cm.

I’ve been sick of one thing or another ever since I can remember. Spent a lot of time in hospitals.

I’ve been alone for almost all my life.

I’ve been depressed, socially anxious, lonely, tired, so, so tired, I’ve been suicidal, self-destructive, selfish, and a real pain in the ass for a lot of people.

I spent eight years writing without earning a dime, being constantly told to give up on my dreams. Continue reading

Carpe Diem

We spend an awful lot of time passively assuming we’ll live forever. What I mean by that? Well… binge watching TV, or scrolling through various newsfeeds on social media. Staring at pictures from people we don’t know on Instagram. A movie marathon involving a series of movies we don’t even like that much.

We build this intricate web of routines. We do the same things over and over again. We want comfort. We want safety. We want certainty.

But we also crave adventure.

How many things have you already postponed for tomorrow?

How many plans have you exiled to a distant future? When you’ll be ready, when you’ll feel like it, when you’ll have the money, the connections,  the time, the courage? Continue reading