I’ve been silent over here and there is a reason. I’ve made it public over on social media that I changed cities as of the end of September. As far as moving around in Bulgaria goes, this is as big and dramatic as it gets, because I left the sandy beaches of Varna to relocate on the other side of the country in Sofia. Living on my own doesn’t scare me as I’ve rented on my own in Varna, but living on my own in a new city adds a whole new dimension. It’s a clean start in more ways than one, because you have this incredible new frontier to discover (though not all my friends have a high opinion of Sofia). Read More The Alien Nature of Discovering a New City
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I seldom have the habit of writing updates because frankly nothing all that interesting happens to warrant a full-blown post, but last week has been incredibly generous with good news. The occasion begs for a short post and as swamped with work as I am, I need something short and sweet, rather than lengthy. I mean it took me a week on write my post on a writer’s age. One week! Read More March Madness Update!
New Year, New Luck.
This is the go-to catchphrase Bulgarians abuse days before New Year’s Eve and well after the old year has stiffened the grips of rigor mortis. As expected the expression doesn’t quite carry the same sing-song quality as it does in Bulgarian, but then again translation steals the thunder of pretty much everything.
New Year’s Eve has come and gone. The calendar has clocked out its last day. People have murdered the hell out of 2013 and look with thinly veiled warning at 2014. I’m probably in a food comma somewhere and the world has reset again. Read More What 2013 Taught Me about Life, People and Writing
It’s March! Hey, who kidnapped me and drugged me until it was March?! Huh?! Was it you?*
February has been a month devoted to recuperation. After encountering RSI (Oh, hai there, RSI, please don’t make me squeal like a wounded animal) for the first time, most of what I did in February concerned swift recuperation.** As I don’t do well with pain, I teetered out of control and went off course with what I intended to achieve this month. Nevertheless, I feel February as a month dedicated to stasis and mending. It’s rooted in my biology to hibernate during February. If January is the dramatic rebirth, February is the short spell of repletion as a necessary prerequisite to take on the months to follow. I take time to adjust my Lycra super hero suit and brave another year as the masked avenger known under the moniker Twenty Something – expert at self deprecation, artistic doubt and unrealistic expectations. Read More The February Achievements: Melancholy Edition
As I need to take charge over what I produce in the coming year, I have decided to track myself in action. It’s true; I set up a surveillance post in front of my house, where I sat in my mother’s green Citroen and waited for me to make a move. Copious amounts of coffee, three and a half seasons of Buffy and a trip to the doctor later, I’ve discovered a crucial lead about my activity for the past month: January has decided to spearhead the future of cloning. Read More January Accomplishments
As I’ve been too involved with meeting academic deadlines for the past week and a half, I have yet to sit down and write a proper review of what 2012 meant to me. 2013 started with the pop of the pistol and it’s time to sprint – so I run, mentally mostly. My brain has been offered as one of the tributes and now has to deal with The Hunger Games, mental edition, hence I’m writing this with my hair still wet.
Well, hello there.
I want to welcome you to my brand new home on the Internet. Since it’s good manners to extend the welcoming mat, I’ll do a brief introduction post. Those who do know me know me as Harry Markov, but that’s not really the whole story. My whole given name is Haralambi, something not many people knew about me, because I have preferred for the longest of times to go by the short and far less confusing moniker Harry. Read More Making a House Out of Words: First Post