Being honest and natural is an unbelievably good feeling! Until, out of timidity or opportunism, I didn’t try to be honest to myself and to the world, I didn’t know what a huge burden I was carrying on my shoulders. Then when I had nothing to lose I tried it and I gave up posing, I didn’t try to be nice in order to make myself more loveable and acceptable, suddenly a whole new world opened up. In this world it turned out that you can be the most natural and the most genuine if you are yourself. Since then if someone asks about me I open my arms and add: That’s me, no more, no less!
When All Seems Lost — and Even When It Doesn’t… As a writer, I read more than average. Not necessarily books that fall within my immediate interests, but rather those I can learn from, marvel at, analyze word by word, and sometimes even those that demand more effort from me than usual. That is how it is with Alice Munro. I bought my first book by her when she received the Nobel Prize. Then life happened, and the volume sat on my bookshelf—either I had no time for it, or it lingered somewhere at the bottom of my list of priorities. When I finally picked it up, I could hardly believe my eyes—or my reaction. First, I was utterly outraged; my blood pressure shot through the roof in an instant, and I almost started swearing in disbelief. I had barely skimmed the first few lines, yet that was enough to know: it was perfect. A true masterpiece. Excellence among the excellent. Every word reached the deepest layers of my soul. I was touched by its purity, its delicacy, the noblest simpli...
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