Well, if you define yourself as an amateur writer, you likely cannot understand why I am NOT using my native language. We know the beginner´s fears – Would you just read over my stuff and tell me if… I should make a small bonfire or just keep writing? Of course, we compare our writing with the best; we never think that all these “great works” have been rewritten and polished many times. Being in the early twenties, we all dreamed with that work which would catapult us to national prominence. But seriously, I am Spanish – Why expose myself to this macabre idea about writing in English? Everything happens for a reason [The Cliché]. Sigue leyendo →
“My life as a narrative” was born during a rainy day, in North Island, in old Europe. I know that North Island or “Te Ika-a-Māui” is one of the main islands of New Zealand. I apologize for the geographical mistake but being a child I baptized the island as “Isla del Norte”, and as you well know, bad habits are hard to annihilate.
Photo: My North Island. A wonderful place. (2015)
After a few weeks I noticed (thanks Google for that) that a psychologist wrote about this topic during the 80s – Bruner J.S. The book – Actual minds, Possible Worlds (Harvard University Press) became a best seller and an influential theory at the epoch. The book was born one year before I was; being published the same day I came to this world. Sigue leyendo →