One moment/Jedan trenutak
can be a short story prolonged into thousands of pieces
tis is how some novels have been written
jedan trenutak moze biti kratka prica produzena u hiljade komada
tako se pisu neki romani
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Experience/Iskustvo
experience can be a terrible burden if you're trying to create something new
iskustvo moze biti uzasan teret ako pokusavas da stvoris nesto novo
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Good Teachers Bad
Some teachers regret the day when they taught their students to read and write
I wonder about mine.
Neki uč itelji zažale dan kad su svoje djake nauč ili da č itaju i pišu. Pitam se za svog.
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I've made seventeen or eighteen films now, only two of which have been original screenplays, all the others have been based on short stories or novels, and I find the long short story ideal for adaptation.
quote by Satyajit Ray
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I've written six novels and four pieces of nonfiction, so I don't really have a genre these days.
quote by Anne Lamott
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To be here (Nafaka)
Means eternity
The full circle of waiting
Like the full Moon hanging beyond the eave
To be here
Means a presence
Without space and limits
A day full of a moment
Like a dot in a universe
To be here
Means constructedness
In the best of all the worlds
BITI TU
znaci vjecnost
pun krug cekanja
ko pun Mjesec objesen nad strehom
Biti tu
znaci prisutnost
bez prostora omedjenosti
dan pun trenutka
ko tacka u svemiru
Biti tu
znaci sazdanost
u najboljem od svih svjetova
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Well, to be honest I think I'm a better short story writer than a novelist. Novels I find very hard, hours and hours, weeks and weeks, of conscious thought - whereas short stories slip out painlessly in a few days.
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Most publishers seem very reluctant to publish short story collections at all; they bring them out in paperback, often disguised as novels.
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There Are Thousands And Thousands
there are thousands and thousands of poems
written everyday in this world where we, whether we like it or not,
still continue living, breathing, writing, sighing,
whatever that we do, singing, bathing, playing, mourning,
there are thousands and thousands of poems
thousands of us, doing the same boring things in this world,
you are one of us, we are us, us, us, us,
thousands, and trillions, we are us,
despite, i have my ears for you, my eyes,
all for you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I believe that the short story is as different a form from the novel as poetry is, and the best stories seem to me to be perhaps closer in spirit to poetry than to novels.
quote by Tobias Wolff
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I bought a selection of short, romantic fiction novels, studied them, decided that I had found a formula and then wrote a book that I figured was the perfect story. Thank goodness it was rejected.
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Od Cežnje Nabrekla Dahom Ukleta
Sopstvenu sjenku gazim
Sašivenom haljom od hiljade ljeta
Zmijom ugrižena zemljama gazim
I tu sam sasvim gdje još me ima
Gdje rijeci mi još blagoslov mole
S krajickom proljeca u snu smrtnih zima
Zraci me misli griju i još vole
U vatri gašena na lomaci slutnji
Da rijecju još je obrecena nada
U stisku neba u dnu svih slutnji
Gdje bezdano liže plamen mog pada
Od cežnje nabrekla dahom ukletim
Svom miru za jedan plamen sam bliže
Tu sam da dišem još malo da letim
Jer rijec me vatre na oltar diže
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Sexy Rdece Oci
Ostanem hladen c'e mi ukradejo kitaro
c'e me vlec'ejo na kaks'no zafixano zabavo
c'e mi vrtajo v koleno z najbolj grozno napravo
ampak ko vidim tebe postanem mrzel
Ostanem miren c'e mi grozijo s pis'tolo
c'e mi raztres'c'ijo lobanjo z macolo
ostanem miren c'e me utopijo v beton
ampak ko vidim tebe postanem mrzel
Ona ima tako sexy rdec'e oc'i ...
C'e ne bi bil tako cool bi jo raztrgal
c'e ne bi bil tako cool bi jo
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Hidden Chapters
pieces of our story
waiting to be written
lay hidden in tomorrows
in places were yet to see
and the things still to do
events unfolding, reveal
so that we find in time
all that we will need
search and you shall find
the pieces to complete
yesterdays and today's
parts of our story
hidden away
together we search
together we find
together we live our lives
one hidden chapter
at a time
poem by Matthew Holloway
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How to interpret the distance between two smiles/Kako protumaciti razmak izmedju dva osmjeha
It should be interpreted as an attempt to reconcile a plus and a minus, black and white, the poor and the rich. Like tranquility between two joys in which the first one calls the second one using the bridge of the unsaid. Some people go so far as to interpret the distance between two smiles through tears, blood or simply an inexpressible sorrow. Some interpret it as a way to preserve both smiles. The length of a smile is of no importance. It does not make any difference whether a smile is 2mm or 2 light years long, there's always a space which can contain the possibility of coming closer or distancing. Smileness in each case is a precondition for any kind of approaching.
Or it may end up in a Pavlov's reflex that does not reflect anything. And what is a smile at all? There are different ways to determine this and each one of them slips any kind of definition.
Chronologically speaking a smile is a living time it takes to put the corners of our lips upwards to get in the first touch with the other being. According to its purpose it carries the burdens of goals just like bags full of hours spent in waiting for a smile from the other side of a bridge. A smile can be a means to an end, an instrument of compulsion that we sometimes use for practice in the morning after we've washed our face and brushed our teeth for it's time to get out, leave ourselves and devote time to the others that standing in front of their mirrors disinfect their own smileness.
It's something like a business smile which if we practice it to the point of perfection can make us rich.
A smile can carry anything from a living quiver of love to a complete frozenness. There are many things that can get frozen on our lips. The problem arises when it is us who gets frozen on them.
Treba tumaciti kao pokusaj izmirivanja plusa i minusa, crnog i bijelog, siromasnog i bogatog. Kao smiraj izmedju dvije radosti u kojoj prva doziva drugu mostom precutanog. Neki odlaze toliko daleko da razmak izmedju dva osmjeha tumace suzama, krvlju ili prosto neiskazljivom tugom. Neki kao pokusaj ocuvanja oba osmjeha.
Duzina razmaka pri tom ne igra nikakvu ulogu, svejedno dali su u pitanju dva milimetra ili dvije svetlosne godine razmaknutost ostaje prostor u koji staje mogucnost priblizavanja i udaljavanja. Osmjehnutost u svakom slucaju predstavlja uslov za bilo kakvo primicanje.
Ili se zavrsava kobnim Pavlovljevim refleksom koji ne reflektuje ama bas nista. I sta je uopste osmjeh. Postoje razliciti kriterijumi po kome moze da se odredi i svaki od njih sasvim sigurno izmice bilo kakvoj odredljivosti.
Po hronoloskom kriterijumu osmjeh predstavlja zivo vrijeme u kome se odvija laganim izvijanjem usana na gore prvi dodir sa drugim. U odnosu na svrhu on nosi terete cilja kao vrece pune sati u kojima zeljno iscekujemo osmjeh sa druge strane mosta. Osmjeh je sredstvao, instrument prinude koji ponekad poslovno uvjezbavamo izjutra ispred ogledala nakon umivanja i pranja zuba jer je kada izadjemo vrijeme da napustimo sebe i posvetimo se drugom koji takodje tu ispred ogledala dezinfikuje sopstvenu osmjehnutost.
To je nesto kao business smile koji ako se dotjera do savrsenstva moze donijeti veliko bogatstvo. Jedan osmjeh moze da nosi sve, ama bas sve od zivog treptaja ljubavi do potpune ukocenosti. Postoji veliki broj stvari koji moze da se zaledi na nasim usnama. Problem nastaje kada se na sopstvenim usnama jednom ukocimo mi sami.
A Little School of Interpretation, …in x lessons,2007.
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Book Of Life
Life is like a book
A mystery
How many chapters will I have
Will the words bring joy or saddness
Success or failure
A book with no forward
For it is written day by day
With the ending known only by one
Will it be a novel, short story
Or an never ending story known by many
Lived by few
Oh how we would like it to be a best seller,
A classic endearing to the end of time
But sorry to say for most of us
Our story will be only be known by few
I will be happy with that
As long as I don't become one of the forgotten
I believe our storys go on
For as long as someone remembers our story.
poem by David Kush
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The novels take longer to write than the picture book texts, and they do take a different sort of concentration. However, a very short, simple story that works well is just as exciting to me as any longer and more complex book.
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I can't change the past, and I don't think I would. I don't expect to be understood. I like what I've written, the stories and two novels. If I had to give up what I've written in order to be clear of this disease, I wouldn't do it.
quote by Harold Brodkey
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I've read short stories that are as dense as a 19th century novel and novels that really are short stories filled with a lot of helium.
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What Made The Breathing So Soft And So Silent-Ono Što Je Uč İ nilo Disanje Tako Mekanim İ Tako Tihim
when the pillows choked a feather made dream
was the sound of the wells mute to the light of day
their water still dripping right through my hands
not a single dropp could contain the thought
ono što je uč inilo disanje tako mekanim i tako tihim
kad su jastuci ugušili paperjasti san
bješe zvuk bunara nijemih za svjetlost dana
njihova mi voda još teč e kroz šake
nijedna kap nije mogla da uhvati misao
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Gone/Nestao
gone for a single trace
a simple touch to reach an edge
gone for a single spell
a total truth sought within those eyes
the sages looked and could not bear
to take this weakness for the strong whole light
nestao za jedan trag
dodir prost da stigne do ruba
nestao za jedan izricaj
potpna istina trazena u onim ocima
mudraci su pogedali i nisu mogli podnijeti
da ovu slabost shvate kao snagu cjelovitog svjetla
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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