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Pushkin Hills

By Sergei Dovlatov, translated by Katherine Dovlatov, Counterpoint Berkeley, @1983, translation@2013, 163 pages.

So it’s like this. I started reading this book a few months ago and it didn’t reach me. I wasn’t feeling it. I was about 50 pages in and not tremendously impressed. I wasn’t hearing Sergei’s voice in my head like the books that were translated by Anne Friedman, and I started to think…

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Pushkin Hills

By Sergei Dovlatov, translated by Katherine Dovlatov, Counterpoint Berkeley, @1983, translation@2013, 163 pages.

So it’s like this. I started reading this book a few months ago and it didn’t reach me. I wasn’t feeling it. I was about 50 pages in and not tremendously impressed. I wasn’t hearing Sergei’s voice in my head like the books that were translated by Anne Friedman, and I started to think…

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Chapter 1: Speak to us of Love

Chapter 1: Speak to us of Love

Taken from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran

As prophets have been on my mind lately, this seemed a fitting book to pick up. I read it first in high school as a Catholic high school student, even though I was not Catholic. A confused religious identity was one of the many gifts my mother left me. All the same, one of my favorite teachers of all time was Sister Annette, a woman who walked around with…

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Be very quiet, I’m hunting…

Be very quiet, I’m hunting…

I’ve been very quiet and I haven’t read anything—other than things for work. And I’ve lost touch with those bloggers who really bring me joy and brighten my day. People who think—I like that.

And I’m not making any promises. I’ve got so much on my plate that’s ahead of reading. And then I think, well what next? Pushkin Hills?

So what am I up to? Spanish. I’m concentrating on Spanish. Because it…

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More than halfway through the year—progress report

More than halfway through the year—progress report

It’s mid August and time for a progress report. It’s been a while since I checked in on my goals. Some of them have changed or morphed and I had even forgot several of them.

Just to review. Here are the goals:

  1. Ponder Walter Mitty. (This doesn’t have to be a goal. I do this. I’m removing this from the list.)
  2. Get serious and finish War and Peace. (Done!)
  3. Stop eating sugar, milk, and flour for one…

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Any my eyes water

Any my eyes water

My eyes are filled with dust and smoke
They burn with tears that can’t be shed
Hot like the fires in the fields, in the forests, in the hills
Lagrimas de oro
Hot and then cold
Something has changed
It’s you.
But what happened?
I see you there
Captured behind a blanket of air
Air that fuels the fires
Invisible but impenetrable
The Devil, full of his insatiable desires
Full of his own self worth
Ful…

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Fellow Dovlatovians, I won’t be there

Fellow Dovlatovians, I won’t be there

The street naming ceremony for Soviet émigré writer Sergei Dovlatov will take place at 108th Street and 63rd Drive on Sunday, September 7th at 10 a.m. If only it were in October or even better in November, I might possibly attend, but spontaneity is not part of my existence right now. And it’s not like ol’ Sergei will be there anyway…But a lot of really cool people who appreciate him will be …so…

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NaNoWriMo: My characters are calling

NaNoWriMo: My characters are calling

In an interview, Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love, said that there are all these stories wandering around up in the Ether that are just waiting to be written, and if you don’t write them, if you don’t act as a conduit to help them enter the world, they’ll find someone who will. Don’t let someone else write your story, she warns.

Last November, I participated in NaNoWriMo. I didn’t…

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Fathers and Sons

By Ivan Turgenev, Modern Library New York, @ 1961 for the English translation by Bernard Guilbert Guerney; first published in 1862, 281 pages.

I don’t know what it is, but if someone tells me to read a book or an author, I automatically resist. The more they rave, the more I resist. So way back when, I asked someone to make a list of must-read Russian authors, and Turgenev was on this list. I…

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