Day 29 – Things that make me feel…

Dear Diary, Coming home last night, soaring somewhere up above cloud nine I thought to myself, I must be one weird woman. Things that make me feel AAAW an AAAAH and ‘I am the king of the world’ are not really the ‘things’ (Oh, you’d know what I mean) That kind of feeling. That kind…

Ian Rankin’s Autograph

Dear Diary, I am so excited. I am still so very excited. I am still like a kid before Christmas morning. Well, it is the morning after, but I am still very much excited. I’ve met Ian Rankin yesterday. If you do not know who he is, you’ve lived under the rock so far… Ian…

My Cat Did It…

Dear Diary, Just when I was going to sit down and do quite a bit of soul searching and write a post on teenage suicide and how, as a parent, one has to deal with it (explain to your own teenage child how it happens, why and how to deal with the aftermath), my new…

For the love of… BOOKS

Good afternoon, World. I got a present today. I got a wonderful attention tidbit from my amazing friend. It is special. It is special because my friend knows me so well and remembers me even when she is on holiday in Bali and is lazy to n-th degree (where n-th degree means lazy to be…

Call me crazy but I write

Mum and I are watching Russian mini-series Таинственная страсть (Hidden Passion – my translation) based on the novel by Vasily Aksyonov with the same name. It’s a semi-fictitious story about a group of shestidesyatniki (60s youth) – super-talented, popular, extra-sensitive, sharp-tongued but naive and free young men and women who were to become names in the Soviet and Russian and world…

Доски, мебель, искры, пепел…

«Он твоя иллюзия, он бессонница Не начавшись эта история, и закончится Не любовь ему ты и не любовница…» Ф.Киркоров «Иллюзия» На пепле этих чувст строят романы и новеллы, пишут поэмы и слагают песни. Эти песни звенят в эфире и отзываются в сердцах таких же умниц, как и ты, которые за каждым словом видят себя и…

Why do we ‘share’? My Digital Sabbatical Day 2. Conclusions

My recent experiment with Digital Sabbatical led me to thinking… why do we socialise in social media? Why do we ‘share’? Why do we share articles, photos, quotes, events? Why do we tag posts and friends? Why do we? Like and share Twit and re-twit InstaFollow and InstaLike Counting Followers, collecting likes, twitting all the…