I noticed something strange on the internet in the last months of 2018: People in comment sections asking for someone to save the world. For someone to solve all the world's problems. And while I understand the sentiment, it also worries me. If we're all going to cry for help, nothing is going to happen except a whole lot of crying for help. We need to take action, which honestly isn't as difficult as it...
I've been a blogger for a long time. I started my first blog in the summer of 2012. It was a short-lived book blog that sucked all my joy out of reading. A few months later, I started publishing my online journal under the name Picking up the Pieces, which was replaced by the prototype of Lost in Translation in late 2015. My blog as you know it has been around since February 2017. Coincidentally,...
Have you ever been so obsessed with something that even your best efforts to explain why it's so great end with "It's just so good okay!"? I have. Plenty of times. Last time I went through such a phase was when The Hunger Games movies were in theatres. I thought I'd grown out of my obsessive personality. Until I came across Endzeit, by Olivia Vieweg. Now I'm back to that fangirling, rambling, nonsensical state of mind,...
This year I woke up on New Year's Day to the realization that I hadn't set any goals, nor made any resolutions for 2019. Just like the year before. And the year before that one... And the year before that one... I wanted this year to be different though, so I tweeted a call for help to some of my blog buddies. Within no time, Ella from Ella Was Here came to the rescue: "Maybe...
Dear 2018, I'm going to be honest: I never planned on writing this letter to you. I felt like there'd be nothing to say when you were over. You never screwed me over like 2017 did, so there was no reason to send you a Howler like I sent 2017 a year ago. Then I realized I should acknowledge the good things in life more often. There were plenty of those in the 12 months...
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