I take my optimism everywhere with me. No matter whether I go to the newsagent’s at the corner or on holiday. I always count on positive outcome wherever I’m. Of course, sometimes however hard we try, the positive turn doesn’t want to come. Such a situation happened, for example, when my car was towed from in front of a hospital. Apart from having to go by cab to the middle of nowhere, I got my car back against a huge fine and I had to pay an on the spot fine as well. At first I thought I’ll have a heart attack but then I only said this much to the workers on the site: ‘Anyway I’ll remain cheerful!’ Everybody smiled, me too!
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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