An Update

For the past three months I have been writing in notebooks. I finished one this morning and I need to buy a new one, a black composition notebook with pages thick enough to use Precise pens on both sides. I find stickers to put on the covers of these notebooks  and wrap the stickers around… Continue reading An Update

Climbing The Magic Mountain

Reading works in translation is like seeing your love five years after you’ve gotten over her. It’s still nice to see her, you still know her soul, but it’s not the same. All I can say is thank god I can read Shakespeare in the original. I’m reading The Magic Mountain  by Thomas Mann. It’s… Continue reading Climbing The Magic Mountain