Things have come
wonderfully, miraculously together in full circle. Years ago in a
place then referred to as West Germany, a shy, somewhat reclusive
child wished upon a star to see one day his name on the cover of a
bound book, and recently, the now less shy but still somewhat
reclusive (albeit for different reasons now) individual living on the
West Coast of Canada has had his first book printed by a German
publisher. Not only was his very first writing as well as dreams of
becoming a writer in the German language, but so is his publishing
house. It is interesting how, at least symbolically, past and future weave a continuous arc.
To add to the wondrous
aspect of it is the fact that the same person (by now you may have
surely guessed that this post is graphically autobiographical) had
spent, over the span of a few years, his wits and energy to get
published but received form (rejection) letters from agents and
publishing houses. As a result, he decided to let this year (2012)
just slide by so that he could take aim again, with renewed
confidence and endurance in the following (unlucky-appearing) 2013!
So to keep building on
this fairy-tale anecdote, the aforementioned individual (yes, me!)
decided to somewhat selfishly post on this adopted brainchild of his
(this blog) a letter to the powers that be asking for a job,
an ipad for his son and a published piece of work, see link. All
three have again (and I hope I am not jinxing my luck!) received a
check.
Yes, wishes and prayers,
if done with honesty, genuine affection and if they are accompanied
with blood and sweat can come true. Yet at the same time, the whole
process of writing / posting, sharing and reshaping it all in a book
could not have been more pleasurable indeed. All of this has led to
a see-saw type of feeling deep inside, where I have become
both humbled and elevated as a consequence.
In fact, I am aware that
none of this would have happened if not for your generous and
sympathetic interest, dear reader, and for one of those fortuitous
(divine?) circumstances of (the hand of destiny?) guiding my
wondrous, patiently diligent, resourceful and hardworking editor Maxim Gorbulea to the
pages of this blog. A hearty thanks to you for putting my world on
the map, both in cyber space and in printland!
Although people nowadays
complain about a lack of reading, it is interesting to note that our
obsession with print publications has not been erased or even
diminished all this time. Many of you are fellow bloggers / writers
(or writers / bloggers, or writer-bloggers ad infinitum) and / or are
interested in reading and writing.
It is funny, however, that our
efforts as a writer won't be generally appreciated by others until we
have published something in print, that is. We are still, even
in this age of technology, drawn to have our names typed in black
ink. Incidentally, the saying of “lying through one's teeth” has
its equivalent German expression of luegen wie gedruckt,
“lying as if printed” adding even more weight to the printed word.
So there you have it: one
thing leads to another. Again, my deepest heart-felt gratitude to
each and everyone of you and the constructive desire that all will be well, or
at least as good as possible, for all of us involved. In fact, let
not the green-eyed bug bite you since according to the everlasting
karmic wheel, wishing well will make us all well, and instead feel free to
celebrate with me as I will gladly follow suit.