Tuesday, 20 September 2022
While reading Zully Mustafa’s new novel one cannot feel but the strong and endearing smell of the sea. From the very beginning, the words seem to do more than merely describe, and help the reader smell and feel the presented sceneries. The salted taste of the agitated sea is an image that constantly appears in the mind of the reader, amongst waves of memories about places, people, feelings, dreams and hopes or uneasiness.
And even though the reader is carried through small rooms that serve as chapters in the book, the writer actually unravels a universe more complex, where the past and the future come together in order to make peace and to draw conclusions and lessons of wisdom.
There is beauty in the way Zully uses her words so that the reader finds it impossible not to genuinely feel the storyline, while also remaining connected to their own reality. And this reality can be easily compared with the one from the story in order to help the reader embrace the lessons from it.
To my mind, this novel only has one character, and it’s not a human being. Memories, regardless of the time or the place or the people evoked by them, are the focus of the novel. Also, by means of a game of reflections in the mirror, to alter or not the form of the memories, the writer creates a claustrophobic feeling in order to force the reader to get courageous enough and carefully analyse the universal emotions reflected in the mirror.
I dearly recommend Zully Mustafa’s new novel and I give you below a paragraph to ponder upon:
‘This is what it means to have memories, and they become even more precious when friendships are ended.
Take a pen or a ball point pen, or a quill, or anything you want, and write: Loneliness, even the greatest loneliness, not only brings monsters, but it also brings wisdom, and passion, and tenderness, and forgiveness. Next time, if you have more time, maybe we could go together and see the sea. I also miss it, too.’
Thursday, 15 September 2022
Not all of us have magic powers like Nica (a character from a famous Romanian children’s book written by Ion Creanga), but we can try to find ways to make the sun shine.
If not, others find them for us.
I recently received from a dear friend of mine this crocheted sun and ever since this song has been playing in my mind.
Let there be sun!
Tuesday, 13 September 2022
Friday, 9 September 2022
I love terracota stoves.
I have beautiful memories about them and, throughout the years, the affection for them grew.
In Romania, stove masters create the most beautiful terracota stoves in Medias. And also from Medias comes this beautiful tile.
Tuesday, 6 September 2022
I became very fond of Jan Cornelius ever since I read his book called ‘I, Dracula and John Lennon’. I enjoyed reading it for I laughed my heart out and even made me ponder on a couple of things. A testament to good writing.
I got the same feeling after reading his new book, ‘How I Ate My Mask'. And even though there are many things to say about the book, I’d rather leave the professionals to it, while I am just going to illustrate through a paragraph and so convince you to read the book.
Creativity is requisite to being a good cook, as Paul Bocuse once said: When a doctor makes a mistake, dirt is place thereon. But when a cook makes a mistake, it can be hidden under some type of sauce and sold as a new recipe.
Monday, 5 September 2022
How often do you tell yourself this?!
How often do others tell you this?!
There, a suggestion to help you to start the week well: you did the right thing!
Stop looking around for confirmation, stop listening to what others might have to recommend. Anyway, it does not matter.
You did it.