The Life of an Author
Literature │The Life of an Author (publihed in “Avrupa”) As I gaze across my room, allowing my eyes to fall upon the vast number of books that I have accumulated through many years; presents from people that know that I am obsessed with the written word, books that I buy from the market, the second hand shop, and the ones that I buy for myself at full price as a treat, I noticed that I have collected a decent number of biographies, autobiographies and diaries. It was while taking a second glance at these books that I had to ask
The Short Story and “I”
Literature │The Short-Story and ‘I’ Runaway by Alice Munro (published in “Avrupa” newspaper) “I don’t really understand a novel…I don’t understand where the excitement is supposed to come in a novel, and I do in a story…I kind of want a moment that’s explosive, and I want everything gathered into that.” These were Munro’s thoughts on the short-story form in 1986; the problem is that not many people share her highly regarded opinion on this form. It seems that, the short- story form is something that does not receive as much respect as the novel, and is regarded as lacking
On Being Ill
I’ve had my fair share of bouts of illness which can last up to months and months, and I know many other who go through these bouts too. These bouts leave you feeling as though your soul is being slowly drained away, you can’t sleep, you can’t eat, you can’t work, you simply can’t function. But what is worst about being ill, it that sometimes you can not see the light, and the thought of being well again is alien…an employer’s dream ehh. Well, this is what it is like when being ill for a long time. Along with
Poems I had Written a long time ago
Here are a few poems that I had tucked away; A Mind I invite you to a mind, open.Inviting a select few who all, may wish to see,A light dispersed with colours enveloping the chosen scene.Each emotion in its own secret box, clear the way.The grand opening only happens once.We do not know, just how long they are here to stay,But for just a while, we will sit, watch and listen, to this special display. And so we clear the way,Aroused and prickled by twisted anticipationPondering and yearning for whatever it is that may be coming our way. An image
Why They Write
Literature │Why They Write Zehra Mustafa (published in “Avrupa” newspaper) What is it that makes a person pick up a pen, or flip open the lid of their trusty laptop? Is it pure egotism and the simple desire to be famous? Maybe it is the thought that when they are no longer a part of this mortal coil, that something that they had created would live on forever. What is the driving force that impels the writer, the artist, the creator to take it into their hands, and to make it their duty to share their beliefs and vision with
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