Musings on another amazing book review…

Musings on another amazing book review…

…this time, because this reviewer, the author Georgia Rose, refers to my use of language, a true compliment for someone like me, someone who spends hours on every sentence, perfecting each passage in each chapter.  And then waking up to do it all again. Over and over and over.

Book reviews from the blogger world motivate, inspire and comfort in equal measure. They are given willingly, without prejudice or payment, like hand-wrapped parcels from perfect strangers, popping through the cyber letterbox.  This one tasted all the more sweet because it happened to arrive on my Birthday.

And what better compliment than to read, “I never wanted it to end…”?

http://www.georgiarosebooks.com/bookreview-for-the-disobedient-wife-by-annika-milisic-stanley-milisicstanley-rbrt-tajikistan/#comment-5407

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Literary Wives: The Disobedient Wife by Annika Milisic-Stanley

Literary Wives is an on-line book club that examines the meaning and role of wife in different books. Every other month, we post and discuss a book with this question in mind: What does this book s…

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A Day in the Writing Life

A Day in the Writing Life

 

(Following on from the previous post, a day in 1 minute)

I, am a writer.

I am, a writing writer.

I am a writer, I am. 

Today I…

Dressed the kids, took them to school, attended a school meeting, shopped for groceries, unpacked the groceries and sat in front of a blinking screen, I had 30 minutes to spare;

Uploaded new fragments of novel for a friend in Benin who is reading the latest draft;

Chips MasalaResearched what potato chips cooked in a Kenyan slum alley might taste like (to no avail).  Would they be masala, or plain, I wondered?  Plain.  Ate a chip, still could not get further than the bulky ‘salty potato-ness’.

Then…Cleaned the house of mess, drove to the airport, collected a car load of refugee donations, drove home and put them in my garage/warehouse;

Checked my email and researched the origins of far right wing party Casapound in Italy;

Then…6358978799962263061835043493_Barbie-Wallpapers-Cartoons-Disney-e1405610118291 Picked up the kids from school, brought the kids home, snack time and homework, took one kid to his friend’s house, cooked and served dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, sorted washing, picked up debris from the floor (dirty socks, a wet pair of swimming trunks, a drawer-full of sweaters, sleeves tied together, a school bag of books scattered across a room, a box of Barbies, tipped upside down);

Sat down to edit 4 pages, adding 3 words and removing 5, taking out a comma and putting it back in, 6 times;witch

Researched witchcraft in Rwanda for protection (and read an article about magic ‘medicine’ found on a championship goalpost where the Rwandese/ Ugandan national football match ended 1-0, leading to accusations of witchcraft);

Checked the blue peril (facebook) 5 times;

Checked my email, sent emails, responded to several messages;

Edited another page of writing (for the 40th time);

Debated whether to begin another fragment of novel, a missing piece of the structural puzzle… thoughts don’t count as writing, though one could make an argument they should… and sat down to write this blog post.

I am keenly aware that:

1) I have not done much editing/ new writing today; hair

2) When I edit my novels, I spend up to 6 hours each day but have little to show for it, nothing that a reader would notice.  Worse, my publisher will take this book, my baby, and make changes, scrapping the hours spent into little balls of disregarded metaphors, adverbs and descriptive passages.  I wonder, therefore, is all my literary fiddling worth it?

3) Housework and motherhood justify this existence, even though (2), the magical 6 hours, is the personal achievement of each day to which I aspire when I wake;

4) I will publish again, if only to know that the time spent researching, reading and writing over the past 16 months led to something more tangible than an invisible file measuring a paltry 43KB on my C Drive.  I take comfort in knowing that in round 2, I am still ahead of myself in round 1. The Disobedient Wife took 4 years to write, 2 to publish.  Luckily, hair grows back; thicker, stronger.

Only do it if you love it.  This is a writer’s life.

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1 Day in 1 Minute

1 Day in 1 Minute

She is reading The Disobedient Wife! Cool 🙂

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Dear friends,

here is an experimental video portraying, in just one minute, little snap chats of a  whole Friday in my life in Nepal. Hope you enjoy it!

(Queridos amigos,

aqui vai um video experimental que mostra, em só um minuto, pequenas cenas de uma sexta-feira inteira na minha vida no Nepal. Espero que gostem!)


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Book signing in Trieste: Cafe San Marco

Book signing in Trieste: Cafe San Marco

This week I was lucky enough to be invitedIMG_1270 by the International Welcome Club of Trieste Region (IWCTR) to come and give a talk on my book, ‘The Disobedient Wife’.

The venue chosen, Cafe San Marco, is popular with Trieste readers and writers alike, with several literary events (as well as others, such as wine tasting), held every week. It is located in via Battisti 18. Founded in 1914, it became famous as a rendezvous for intellectuals and writers including Italo Svevo, James Joyce and Umberto Saba, a tradition that continues to date with Claudio Magris. A meeting point for Trieste’s irredentists, the café was destroyed by Austro-Hungarian troops during the first World War but was reopened when hostilities ended.  Brass-coloured leaf motifs cover the ceiling and circular pictures of thespians and jesters adorn the walls like portholes looking into a different era.

One side of the cafe is for coffee drinkers, the other for books.  Towards the back of the cafe there is a delightful space for presentations, and this is where our group met.IMG_1266

Around eighteen people came, some of whom struggled with the English, but who valiantly stayed to listen to the end. Others were British like myself, or long term expatriates from other countries living in Trieste, interested in hearing a talk about a little-known part of Central Asia.  As usual, I showed my film, and explained the socio-political and economic situation in Tajikistan in the present day.

‘The Disobedient Wife’ is literary fiction rather than biography or travelogue, but it inspires discussion about traditional culture, religion and the fall of the USSR wherever I take it.

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It was interesting to hear parallels drawn between the onset of fascism in Italy (and therefore, education for women frowned upon), and the situation in Tajikistan today with tradition overtaking the ‘Soviet’ ideal of egalitarianism between the sexes. As usual, I took away as many observations and knowledge for myself as I gave to others.

All in all, a great book talk. Thanks to IWCTR.

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Heaven is…

Heaven is…

Lying in bed after a long run in the Italian morning sun with my laptop and a cup of English tea.  Feeling the words form, the story lines merge.  Using images of African queens for inspiration, researching witchcraft and confession, rebellion and refugee poetry.  This is my idea of a heavenly day.

Silence, words, tea and time.  No sound outside, except birdsong and the rustle of wind in leaves.

Grateful.

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My book, ‘The Disobedient Wife’ by Annika Milisic-Stanley is published by Cinnamon Press Ltd (UK)