Lost in Translation

Well I couldn´t exactly give up could I. Had to have one last go. Another friend took the now wilting story, in an attempt to regain the feel and passion of the story, did not return with it, doesn´t answer the phone or e.mails....she´s really very busy and my submission date passed.

Lost in translation.

Silly Me.

Disciplines

One of my disciplines is to annually enter a short story competition, do I hear you say easy??

Yes I like to enter because sometimes I enjoy writing shorter texts, but still find it hard to say all I want in the realms of six pages. So it is a discipline of meeting a deadline, keeping to the number of pages......and here´s where it gets difficult. Write it in Castillano (Spanish) and although I can speak the language, writing it is not so easy.

Typically I always leave it until the last weeks before settling down and writing, firstly in English then into Spanish, but some how it loses the flow, it does not come across the same. Maybe I should write it first in Spanish...difficult and impossible. So here we are two weeks to go, and I have started, Last year I entered a rather strange love story, but this year it going to be a spiritual story, the notes are already waiting. Time to go