Ghosts and spirits, basically.
War’s Unwomanly Face and Voices from Chernobyl
“A self one does not want. A heart one cannot help”
The past week has proven everything can change in the blink of an eye. In less than five days I’ve had to close my coffee shop, cancel all traveling plans and postpone indefinitely a publishing workshop I’d been working on with several independent publishing houses. On the other hand, an academic article I wrote inContinue reading “Back to blogging”
Quite late for this but…
“It’s not about being lost but about trying to lose yourself”
When I was in kindergarten, the local government of León, my hometown in Mexico, bought the land my school was on and we had to leave. Staff and students helped move everything from blackboards to chairs to the new premises which were, as it seemed to me at the time, in the middle of nowhere.Continue reading “Rediscovering My Hometown”
Turns out this is really fun.
Poisonous jellyfish, dysfunctional families, unlikely friendships and mice.
Trouble in the ranch.
“«Where» is the primal question, rather than «when», «how», or «who»”.
700 hundred pages of suffering and a very handsome priest.