Connecting words in order to make a text entertaining to read always escaped me. One would think that starting and abandoning hundreds of blogs over the years would teach me a thing or two but here I am with another dull, starter entry. Imaginary readers of mine might not be bothered to check the date I bought this domain which was … over a year ago. During that time I have waited for muses to bless me with wittiest of opening paragraphs but they must have retired or never have existed at all. You (I hope I
As a teenager I aspired to be one of those bitter, sarcastic bastards who effortlessly sweat out scathing political essays or spam magazines with eloquent cultural critiques. As an adult? I am stupidly looking at my mobile screen and waiting for my thoughts to form a coherent stream. My future of a cynic for hire collapsed sometime when I had realised that basing my image on an alcoholic writer from a film about a drug addicted musician might not have been the best choice. I did manage to capture one part o
And drinking and smoking got me nowhere. Clearly that is not the key to talent as she got sober but did not lose that vicious bite while I got sober and … nothing happened. The not smoking bit is still pending.