More than a year has passed since I began my writing adventure in June last year. In that time I have written dozens of articles. So much so that this is my two hundredth article. While I was writing in the last few weeks, I wanted to re-read what I had written in an old article. And what did I see! I had written it in the first month of this year. I couldn't believe it. Months have officially passed since then, but it doesn't feel like it. The day I celebrated New Year's Day

People cannot learn what they think they know unless they are deeply curious about it, even for a moment. As we entered September this year, which is probably in the top three of my favourites, I learned the other meaning of the month. The first month of autumn, the first day of the second spring of the year. I was a child who loved dictionaries, I always had them in my hands. It was one of our primary school teachers' instructions, and I did the same for English in high scho

Four days ago was the birthday of one of my favourite writers, Ray Douglas Bradbury. I am grateful that he once honoured the world with his presence and lived the writing profession to the full. I didn't grow up with his stories, but I grew, enjoyed and developed with them. He was a man with a spirit that was said to be childlike . He would even organise activities such as magic shows for the children around him. He would also share some of the toys he had in abundance in the

Especially in the last year, most of the thoughts that occupy my mind are the ones I have been working on. As I am guided by the endeavours I take the time to do and enjoy, I feel the need to question their quality. “How good am I at what I am doing?” For a few days now, my friends and I have been discussing contemporary art. This is the name given to works of art and craft that are considered to be the best representatives of modernity. At least that's the logic behind it, b

Herbert George Wells, whose 78th death anniversary will be commemorate tomorrow, dealt with a comet in his famous book, but it was not Perseid. Moreover, as I pointed out last year, Perseid is a celestial event that we can call the "remnant" of a comet. It is a meteor shower. Imagine you are driving down a dirt road and there is a vehicle in front of you. That is a comet. The dust from its wheels hits your windscreen and leaves a trail and you have to drive through it. This s

Today I realised that I paid more attention when I reread a story I had already written. I found myself trying to look at it with a critical eye, even though it was difficult. I tried to observe whether I had made the narrative strong and appropriate. Although I mostly used it where it was appropriate in this story, there is one literary tool that needs to be fully established in my mind in general. Imagery. Although it has a very basic meaning, this concept does not only con

A few days ago I came across a sentence by Socrates. When I come across the points I pay attention to in my book, I involuntarily pay attention. Today I saw a video on the same subject, so I thought I would share a short piece with you. The subject is wisdom. When it comes to wisdom, Confucius actually comes to mind. Here is a quote that I think belongs to him: ”True wisdom is knowing what you don't know.” In fact, there is a modest point here that should not be overlooked. A

I had never read a book while I was writing my book, but as there were places where I felt blocked during that year, after a while I started to read, whether it was relevant or not. For me it was an act that I can liken to refuelling. None of the books I read were novels, they were all books I thought might help my fiction. They were the kind of books that would shape the art of writing, or put it in a certain order, or they were the kind of books that would establish the phi

If you have a tendency to avoid responsibility, it may inevitably prevent you from doing the things you love. It's strange, but that's how it is. Why would anyone try to find an excuse not to do things they enjoy? I haven't felt energetic for a while now, and a sense of inactivity surrounds me. These periods are very annoying. You don't know how long it will last and you don't know how to get out of it. Recently I wanted to do something that I had been avoiding and putting of

The most commonly used letter in English  is letter E. It is followed by the letter T, while third place is shared by the letters A, I, N, O and S. This means that when you write or say an English word, it is more likely to contain the letter E than any other. This also means that if you tried to make sentences without the letter E in them, you would find it even more difficult. But can you imagine a book in which a particular letter, in this case the letter E, is not used at

My process of writing books is mostly sustainable in the digital space, because it seems extremely challenging to write a book in physical form. When I think about how they managed to do it in the past, I find it quite unbelievable. I don't know if it sounds ridiculous, but I'll explain it better and even show you what I mean. Although the use of typewriters eventually became widespread and made life a little easier for writers, not everyone could afford one. They could eithe

On 20 June 2023 I decided to write in a way that I could accept semi-officially. I learned a lot during this process, which took exactly one year. First of all, there is the feeling that "one day, all this time will have passed and I will not even notice how it has passed", and that is what I am experiencing. Although my feelings towards writing have sometimes gone beyond curiosity since I was a child, it could never be said that it was fully on my agenda. My diary entries we

I'm at a stage where I can't organise my thoughts, which is not surprising. I want to talk about everything, but I don't know where to start and in what order. I feel all over the place, again not surprising. It's so pointless, unpleasant and stifling to complain all the time. It's the same from the reader's point of view. Nobody likes to listen to other people's problems. But I feel I can't help criticising things. In fact, I think I express what I don't like about myself by

There were some very interesting ones that were given to us when we were little to make us love books, do you remember them? They were the kind of books that you could interact with. Of course, they were the kind of story books that appealed more to children, at least as a means of play. I came across several different types of these books, with lots of visuals and a theatrical style. Let's look at the type of book first. Pop-up books, which are books that greet you on the ve

The summer days, which were stifling enough and always lulled me into laziness, have arrived. I don't like summer at all, it burns and scorches, unlike the sparkle of spring. The only good thing about it, if I can grasp it, is that it makes me want to create. These days I feel like I should be writing and reading more, but I feel like I'm doing the opposite. I think I'm excusing myself with the feeling that I'm going to fall asleep at any moment. I put off things I want and n

Recently, I have experienced once again that the blessings of today have failed me. I have been troubled by the problems that have taken away my favourite activity, reading and writing. I entered a period of reviewing the situation and thinking about what I could do. For some reason this situation reminded me of the concept of planned obsolescence. While it is faster, easier and preferable to reach and deliver to people, it is also fragile. Although I like the analogue struct

In the last few days I have come across some videos with some fascinating ideas. I had the opportunity to observe the effect of individual and team effort in a group on the collective output. I watched three different categories. The first was about game producers making a game together. I have always wanted to make a video game , but my lack of programming skills, insecurity and lack of motivation have always prevented me from doing so. However, it can be fun to watch the

Sometimes you feel like you are going round and round on the same subjects. You write and draw and talk about it, but then you feel like you want to add more. It has been on your mind for a while. Maybe it takes you years to mention it, maybe you spend weeks planning how to mention it. Finally you mention it, then you come across it in a different way and you go back and work on it. Recently I mentioned the concept of “Long Art” , which is art that is spread out over a very l

I love being in the touristy parts of my city, it’s the first thing that makes me feel like I’m leaving my neighbourhood. Seeing the same kind of people and structures can be stifling and repetitive. I think that can be true for everyone at some point. We naturally look for difference. On the other hand, I am someone who prefers to be in the same places all the time, which is a reflection of my character. The reason for that has to start with the idea that I feel comfortable

I have always been an archivist. I thought it appropriate to write about this subject as it has been on my mind a lot these days and I have been reminded of it. I think archiving can start by putting all sorts of tools, equipment and apparatus that are not used as old technology products or spare parts into the famous “box”. In other words, even if you are someone who thinks you are not involved in archiving, you may have made such an attempt at storage. I think men do it m