anghara (anghara) wrote,
anghara
anghara

The closing of a circle



I was born into a cradle-language, which I spoke exclusively from the day I was born to when I was 10 years old. Then we moved to Africa, and my world changed - and so did my language, and English became the language I thought in, dreamed in, and eventually wrote in.

The seventh novel I wrote in English has just been translated into that same cradle language which I spoke as a child.

The life of a writer is full of strange circles...
Tags: writing life
Subscribe

  • Five things to do with your life before you're ready to be a writer...

    Before you can write about life, at least adequately, you have to have lived it. In some way, shape or form. And I don't mean vicariously on…

  • Whistler Diary, day 4

    Odd nights abound at this hotel. The latest was being woken abruptly from a sound sleep at something like 2:30 AM by MUSIC, loud enough to wake me,…

  • Whistler Diary, day 3

    Woke this morning to thick frost, almost looked like snow from my window, everything white and still and beautiful They say the low was well below…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 4 comments