Texts as children

One of the challenges of being a writer is what happens when you finish your new work and finally let it out into the wild. It probably is similar to the moment, when a child grows up and leaves the parent’s house – an “empty nest” syndrome, or maybe a bit like postpartum depression. First, you feel happy and proud, some sense of achievement. Then, comes the anxiety – how will the big world accept your child, now that you can’t help? And then you realize that you gave your child a part of your soul, and now this place is uncomfortably void and will take time to heal. And then you start thinking – do I want to have another baby? Am I ready for it? Is it worth it?

Background of “No Sugar”

For those interested in the background of my latest work “No Sugar”, diabetes (both type one and type two) is currently number 4 killer in the world, according to the latest statistics. Higher than this are only cardio, cancer, and respiratory diseases. While type two is usually associated with overweight and lifestyle, type one hits young people for an unknown reason, which I find especially tragic.

No Sugar

Just finished yesterday my new novella, or, rather, novelette, because it is rather short – “No Sugar”. It could have been a relatively usual romantic story, except for one twist – the girl has type one diabetes since young, and this had affected her life and choices a lot. Enjoy!

War is Peace?

I was recently researching the environment into which “Wish” would fit. The obvious choice seemed to be different anti-war resources, and I was surprised how much, apparently, the whole anti-war movement is in decline these days. Nobody is anti-war any more, but there are plenty of supporters of wars for all kinds of different “good causes”. Indeed, one of the biggest problems of the modern world is that there are way too many people around who sincerely believe that they can solve their problems, whatever they are, by killing or hurting others.