There’s this thing about self-help books: they only have one good idea. The rest is mostly fluff.
You know, punch the damn keys to reach the necessary word count.
This book, sadly, is no exception.
But the main idea is brilliant. And makes this book well worth a try.
What’s that idea you ask?
That’s how I’d describe it.
Most people are never fully aware of their own selves. Their feelings, emotions, reactions to particular events. They’re on auto-pilot.
While this idea is by no means revolutionary, it is nice to read about it.
It is also nice to read about the inevitability of suffering, the idea that we have to enjoy the journey, with all its ups and downs, to become worthy of the reward.
We have to be aware, and decide. Decide what is important and what is not. What merits our attention, time, and energy, and what not.
A good book, well worth reading.
Shelfari, Goodreads, LibraryThing, Booklikes, Scribd.
Kindle, Nook, Kobo…
The world is changing towards a more technology oriented perspective on arts. This is not something new. It’s becoming a fact.
People spend more time using technology, more time on the web, more time using social media, so it makes sense that they’d spend more and more time reading in a similar manner. Continue reading
irevuo is about art. And art is about learning new things. That’s why I decided to introduce a new category of posts today. Tutorials. The how-to of making the stuff that we like to call art.
The first tutorial? Something I quite enjoy creating. Paperbacks. All about publishing and creating them.
Let’s analyze the paperback edition of my debut novel, Jazz. Continue reading
Piracy has been around ever since the invention of the Internet, and yet many people opt to encourage it, especially when it comes to the written word. Continue reading
At 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. Continue reading
Before 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. Continue reading
They say true North attracts
Madmen, suicides, and dreamers,
Whose dreams make too much noise
In the next room.
But, all their instruments point
To something they call magnetic
Where physicists turn to astrology,
Psychiatrists alchemy and
Mathematicians the divination
Of bones for inspiration
–As though the past
Were a continual horizon
And tables and charts alone
Report the day as it is. Continue reading