meditations and dialogues about family, books, ideas, and the writing life
Posted in Childhood memories, Family, People in my life on Aug 15th, 2010
I was three years, three months, and one week old on the day my baby sister, Aleksandra, was born. I didn’t know my mom was pregnant and I didn’t know I lived in Poland. I didn’t know there was a world outside of my own and I didn’t know I had my own world. I [...]
Posted in Movies on Aug 6th, 2010
I saw Inception last week, a film set in the architecture of a mind. In the movie, Dom Cobb enters the dreams of powerful people to obtain and extract valuable information. The plot centers on Cobb’s biggest challenge: planting an idea in someone else’s mind, an act known as “inception.” The visual and conceptual worlds [...]
Posted in Childhood memories, Family, Movies on Jun 25th, 2010
The Stoning of Soraya M. is the movie you must see and the movie you should not see. What do I mean? When I was a little girl growing up in Poland, my family — my parents, my younger sister, Aleksandra, and I — went on picnics regularly. One of the places we liked was Żarnowiec Lake, located [...]
Posted in My first novel on Apr 24th, 2010
A friend of mine recently sent me an interesting article about book jackets. The article reminded me of the power of an image and the role it plays in my own life. As I was reading the article many book covers came to my mind. This is true — I remember books by their covers. I [...]
Posted in My short stories on Feb 7th, 2010
I love snow storms, preferably enjoyed from either my reading chair or writing table (both close to a window). But this weekend presented opportunities (read: responsibilities) that could not be ignored and ended up being more challenging that I could wish for. First, the shoveling. Yes, I went outside and shoveled my way through the [...]
Posted in Movies on Jan 18th, 2010
I saw Avatar two weeks ago. Wanted to blog about it but couldn’t! Why? I don’t know how to write about the fact that I cried while watching it. And now — I can’t stop thinking about it. Perhaps too many things were/are just too familiar. First, the blue skin of bodies adorned with a [...]
