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O nouă provocare editorială!
Read more: O nouă provocare editorială!Dragi prieteni, pentru primăvara-vara 2025 v-am pregătit o frumoasă poveste despre #dragoste și #tabuuri, #familie și #resentiment, #religie și #cruzime, #tehnologie și trăirea nemijlocită. O #iubire pe cât de imposibilă, pe atât de indispensabilă, desfășurată pe fundalul fabulos al Munților #Carpați și pe cel (ficționalizat) al Timișoarei mele natale. Îi dăm drumul în lume începând…
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Celebrating New Beginnings: My Prose in O Mie de Semne
Read more: Celebrating New Beginnings: My Prose in O Mie de SemneDear friends, I hope you’ve had a wonderful New Year’s celebration! I am happy to report that my year has started well: after a wonderful afternoon skiing in #Tirol (albeit with a cold), I received word that a short #prose I authored was picked up by O mie de semne, a Romanian #literary #magazine. Here…
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TIMISOARA23 Travel Guide Wins Silver Medal in 2024 FAPA Book Awards
Read more: TIMISOARA23 Travel Guide Wins Silver Medal in 2024 FAPA Book AwardsDear friends, today I have received confirmation that our storytelling travel guide TIMISOARA23: 23 Secrets You’ll Love About the City and the Romanian Banat has won a silver medal in the 2024 FAPA Book Awards! I’ll receive the actual medal in the mail in a couple of weeks and a digital certificate which I’ll share…
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Carpathian cow-keeper
Read more: Carpathian cow-keeperCome, come look at the cows, he says, just cross this little brook, don’t worry it is not too cold, and never mind this blue rope here, I will untie it in no time. I wrap it ‘round the bushes so the cows think it’s electric and don’t get away I tend to about 20…
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TIMISOARA23: 23 Secrets – a FAPA Book Award Medalist!
Read more: TIMISOARA23: 23 Secrets – a FAPA Book Award Medalist!Dear friends, I have just received word that our storytelling travel guide TIMISOARA23: 23 Secrets, which I co-authored with my wonderful photographer friend Claudia Tanasescu, is a medalist in the 2024 FAPA President’s Book Awards! The award “recognizes book publishing excellence and creativity in design, content, and production for authors and publishers.” There’s still time…
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In search of „Moorish” culture: My spring ramble through Andalusia
Read more: In search of „Moorish” culture: My spring ramble through AndalusiaLadies and gents… (drum roll), the English version is here. Enjoy! Day 1. The blessings of individual travel It’s not every year that we are gifted with additional time. But a leap year calls for a leap of faith, and so, I leap out of the plane from Munich to Málaga in southern Spain avid…
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Frühling in Andalusien
Read more: Frühling in AndalusienI thought I’d try something new today: My Andalusian travel essay in German for my German-speaking followers ;-). It’s a first for me, but here it is: Auf den Spuren Maurischer Kultur Tag 1. Der Genuss des individuellen Reisens Die Leute um mich herum schauen auf ihre Handys. Ich schaue aus dem Fenster. Mir hat das…
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The mountain
Read more: The mountainKnee-deep in snow, the mountain sits in stillness while we climb. Our skis, wading through powder, cut two tiny paths through the amnesia of whiteness. Ahead of us, blank page. The forest’s blotted out. A house we passed? A cross-hatch, receding in the distance. The peak? A mass of blur. You crane your neck, ‘How…
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People call it October (III)
Read more: People call it October (III)the air is crisp and cool the leaves are crisp and dying your walk on the levee, now, a brisk jog home. the horizon, burgundy, ashen, like a once raging fire put out by the night. from the river banks, a spectral mist, rising – reeking of sweet rot, all-engulfing – makes everything forgotten: the…
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People call it October (II)
Read more: People call it October (II)it’s always best when you don’t know where you’re going. let the path take you where you need to be. if your feet hurt, sit on the bristling grass, straddle the shoulder of that hill, whisper a loving prayer, or maybe even weep a little. put one foot forward – doesn’t matter which, but don’t…
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People call it October (I)
Read more: People call it October (I)I walk. I think nothing of it. I walk. I hear nothing but the raspy sound my boots make on pebbles the wheezing past of dragonflies in their autumnal attire the leaves – still green, crackling dry, floating in silence without aim. people jogging, imagining they’re going places. dust. hearts beating, heaving, panting, the trunks…
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“To pit oneself against the mountain is necessary for every climber; to pit oneself merely against other players, and make a race of it, is to reduce to the level of a game what is essentially an experience. (…) What he values is a task that, demanding of him all he has and is, absorbs…