The writers know it all too well. How a blank page is the ultimate definition of them being a failure.
In writing, in life, in love, it is all the same: you miss 100% of the chances you don’t take.
That being said, not taking chances, not assuming risks, not trying to succeed for fear of failure, ends up being the biggest disappointment, the heartbreaking regret of “could have.”
Just do it.
Don’t think yourself out of an idea. Go for it. If you fail, it’s going to hurt, indeed, but after a while you’ll realize that you actually learned something out of it. But not trying at all, that’s going to break your heart every single time you remember your failure to act.
Diaspar is a city inhabited by 20 million people. In Diaspar there are no days and nights, only afternoons. No one sleeps. People are born by a computer that controls absolutely everything, and a life cycle lasts a thousand years. People are young until the day they day.
Diaspar is the last city on Earth that survives the passage of time, a place in which the laws of life and death are not applicable. Continue reading
When I tell people I’m a writer they usually ask me how much I earn. I usually smile and say “enough.” I’ve been giving this answer even before I started earning money, when my stories were available for free on Wattpad.
The thing is that being a writer, or any other kind of artist, also means that most probably you’ll never earn a lot of money. Million dollar advances are extremely rare. Besides, I’m quite sure that most artists aren’t in this for money.
But what exactly do you earn if not money? Is there something else to being a writer? Continue reading
Palahniuk managed to amaze me with this novel. I’ve read it in a single night, as most of his other books, but this one was shockingly good, more than his usual standard. He increases the intensity of the novel with such finesse that when you reach the end, it feels as if you’ve gotten out of a roller coaster ride(no way of avoiding a terrible cliche here.) Continue reading
Okay, so let’s be clear about this: reading is not necessary. It does not satisfy any need, it’s not as if there’s this primordial aspect of humanity that it defines and explores. It does make you smarter, more culture, more empathetic, but all of these are optional. You can be dumb and live and long and happy life.
That being said, in a world where people read, on average, a book per year, here are some incredibly dumb reasons to read… Continue reading
This one is a rather funny story. Well, maybe not that funny, but it’s still something a bit unusual, I’d think.
I was a writer before I ever became a reader.
You read that right. I was writing stories, novels, before I got to read books on the level that is required to even become somewhat good at writing. Continue reading
“It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.”
It takes a special kind of humor to make me laugh. This is that special kind. Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman make a fantastic team, and their humor is music to my soul. Even though I loved almost every word they put to paper, I am still aware of the fact that this book might not be everyone’s cup of tea. Especially those who take themselves and the world around them way too seriously. Which is like 90% of the people on the Internet these days.
“Over the years Crowley had found it increasingly difficult to find anything demonic to do which showed up against the natural background of generalized nastiness. There had been times, over the past millennium, when he’d felt like sending a message back Below saying, Look we may as well give up right now, we might as well shut down Dis and Pandemonium and everywhere and move up here, there’s nothing we can do to them that they don’t do to themselves and they do things we’ve never even thought of, often involving electrodes. They’ve got what we lack. They’ve got imagination. And electricity, of course. One of them had written it, hadn’t he…”Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.” …”