I am trying to start my own blog, but being new to this I don’t know where to begin, so I will take a day at the time, and will start by making this a personal blog, but a positive one. I am going to write about the things I like and why, the projects I am working on and what progress I am making.
So this is a personal blog, but only about a part of me. Because the whole of me will be too boring. Specially the biographical bit, which I am afraid is pretty predictable: I was born - that’s obvious -, grew up enough to go to school, where I did well enough to go to University and come out of there with a couple of degrees. I have a full-time job because I have to make a living. It’s not a bad job, although it is not my dream job. I still don’t know what my ideal job is. I only know that I like doing things, ideally creative things: copy-writing, editing, designing publications, building up things from scratch.
I have many and varied interests which explain the eclectic nature of this blog. I’ll start with the ones I have cultivated for longer: reading.
I have a very vague memory of learning to read, and I don’t recall it being a painful process.
I do remember the first long book I read by myself: Peter Pan. I loved it. From there I moved on to the classical Fairy Tales of Andersen,the Grimm Brothers and Perrault. Followed by other children classics such as Jules Verne, my favourite used to be From Earth to the Moon but now I prefer The Experiment of Dr Ox, and I cannot say which one I will like next year, but there will always be a book by Jules Verne in my 'Desert Island Books.' I also liked Heidi - there is a whole generation of children in Spain for whom Heidi is a very special character. I also read comics, I still do, and I have a very eclectic taste: from Calvin and Hobbs to Alan Moore's classics.
I admired Heidi's sense of adventure and joy for anything around her, the same goes for Hansel and Gretel or any of Jules Verne's characters. I admire people who are self-reliant and adventurous.
As I child I don’t remember who bought the books, or ever asking for a book. They just appeared in my house for me to pick up. I don’t recollect seeing the books a tidy bookcase in a room, they were just on the sofa, on a table, on a chair, they could appear anywhere for me to pick up and start reading.
It would be fantastic to believe in a mysterious person leaving those books for me to find, but I have an older brother with very untidy habits. I think I owe to acknowledge that he was the one leaving the books all over the place. I am very grateful to him for that, and to my parents, for leaving me free to read anything that fell in my hands.
At the moment I am reading two books: David Abulafia’s The Great Sea, a history of the Mediterranean. I am thoroughly enjoying it. The book has over 700 pages and is hardback, which makes it a bit unpractical to take it in the bag and read it on my way to work. So I read it at home, and for my commuting I am reading a novel by Nicholas Shakespeare (I hope the pressure of the name is not too much for him. I have never read any of his previous novels so I don’t know what to think of this one yet. I will be able to say more when I have finished this. I never like praising or discarding a book until I have finished it. So keep an eye on this space.
So this is a personal blog, but only about a part of me. Because the whole of me will be too boring. Specially the biographical bit, which I am afraid is pretty predictable: I was born - that’s obvious -, grew up enough to go to school, where I did well enough to go to University and come out of there with a couple of degrees. I have a full-time job because I have to make a living. It’s not a bad job, although it is not my dream job. I still don’t know what my ideal job is. I only know that I like doing things, ideally creative things: copy-writing, editing, designing publications, building up things from scratch.
I have many and varied interests which explain the eclectic nature of this blog. I’ll start with the ones I have cultivated for longer: reading.
I have a very vague memory of learning to read, and I don’t recall it being a painful process.
I do remember the first long book I read by myself: Peter Pan. I loved it. From there I moved on to the classical Fairy Tales of Andersen,the Grimm Brothers and Perrault. Followed by other children classics such as Jules Verne, my favourite used to be From Earth to the Moon but now I prefer The Experiment of Dr Ox, and I cannot say which one I will like next year, but there will always be a book by Jules Verne in my 'Desert Island Books.' I also liked Heidi - there is a whole generation of children in Spain for whom Heidi is a very special character. I also read comics, I still do, and I have a very eclectic taste: from Calvin and Hobbs to Alan Moore's classics.
I admired Heidi's sense of adventure and joy for anything around her, the same goes for Hansel and Gretel or any of Jules Verne's characters. I admire people who are self-reliant and adventurous.
As I child I don’t remember who bought the books, or ever asking for a book. They just appeared in my house for me to pick up. I don’t recollect seeing the books a tidy bookcase in a room, they were just on the sofa, on a table, on a chair, they could appear anywhere for me to pick up and start reading.
It would be fantastic to believe in a mysterious person leaving those books for me to find, but I have an older brother with very untidy habits. I think I owe to acknowledge that he was the one leaving the books all over the place. I am very grateful to him for that, and to my parents, for leaving me free to read anything that fell in my hands.
At the moment I am reading two books: David Abulafia’s The Great Sea, a history of the Mediterranean. I am thoroughly enjoying it. The book has over 700 pages and is hardback, which makes it a bit unpractical to take it in the bag and read it on my way to work. So I read it at home, and for my commuting I am reading a novel by Nicholas Shakespeare (I hope the pressure of the name is not too much for him. I have never read any of his previous novels so I don’t know what to think of this one yet. I will be able to say more when I have finished this. I never like praising or discarding a book until I have finished it. So keep an eye on this space.
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