Author: Olavia Kite

I’m leaving for La Dorada again. This time I’ll be out until Sunday, which means I will have a lot of time to finish The Fountainhead, and perhaps start Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress. If I finish these two, what should I read next?? I know I have to make good use of my BLAA membership before it expires, so maybe I’ll try to get some other nice books… I think I should make a list! Any suggestions? Cortázar and Borges are definitely not welcome. Hey Mino, any Mishima books you’d recommend? My comment space and message board are open to everyone, so you have five days to contribute to my happiness!

See you all next week! And Minori, I miss you terribly.

Okay, so I didn’t get used to my new address. Novelty couldn’t beat Tradition. I’m going back to the good old acostasensei.blogspot.com, so… I’d be very grateful if you could update your links (in case any of you has any kind of link to me… does anybody even read? besides of course you, you, you, and maybe you).

Maybe out of nostalgia (watching all those TOL people hang out together while I’m sitting in a corner playing with a dead leaf—not that I didn’t choose this fate), I decided to join a monthly writing project: The Alchera Project. I still don’t know whether I’ll be accepted or not. Anyhow, I’ll think of something to write about this month’s topic.

I’ve always liked writing in English. Maybe even more than writing in Spanish. English has more sounds, or as Changhee says, it flows. Being able to say words like flow, hollow, weeping willow, sparkle, sprinkle, frost-bitten, roses, dereliction… I love it! Sometimes I wonder why I ever got so sick and tired of Dubuque, IA. I’m almost sure I could’ve become a real writer there (maybe not the greatest and best paid, but maybe I could’ve been locally known or something). But here… I could just give up on my dream and life would simply go on. Sad, huh?

Hm, I better get started and write. Write, write, write.