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Here’s the Thing

WARSAW: You have to write every day. Take even thirty minutes but write every day. Thomas Mann did it. The great German writer used to pen a full page every day. Without fail. That is 250 words times 365. Anyone can do that. Anyone except me. . . I’ve written five books, but I still have hard time writing every day. It’s time to turn over a new leaf. Here endeth the lesson.

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Grey Monday

Warsaw: What’s worse than a blue Monday? A grey Monday… But it is good to be alive, especially compared to the alternative, which is more than I can say for some. I mean the dead. We lost…I lost a number of pals in the last year: J, R, LM, LW, M & P. That’s six. Some of them I had known for a very long time– if twenty plus years is a long time. If…

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EQUATOR: an opening salvo from the latest Book

     Call me Boz. That’s what my friends do. It’s short for Boris Oswald Zielinski. Now you see why they call me Boz. It is an annoying name perpetrated on me by practical jokers called parents. Like the great Dangerfield, I get no respect. Now that we’ve been properly introduced there’s no sense in holding back . . . We might as well dive into it.  It is a morning like any other—a moment of…

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My Own Brest Interests (in Belarus)

People commonly travel the world over to see rivers and mountains, new stars, garish birds, freak fish, grotesque breeds of human; they fall into an animal stupor that gapes at existence and they think they have seen something – Soren Kierkegaard I can live without problems in Belarus – Diego Maradona   There are two Brests! This is about the Brest of Belarus, not the Brest of France. Brest! That odd Russophile satellite given to…

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Love Lviv

Lviv, Ukraine, Easter Sunday, April 8, 2018   We had Easter last week. This is Orthodox Easter Sunday. I’m writing this in the Hotel Lviv in the center of the city on a beautiful bright morning, which promises heat and a long comfortable day, the last light fading at about 8 pm.  The room I rented from is a mistake. It’s not big enough to swing a cat in. I know this because I always…

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The Long, Happy Life of Pero Jelinic

Deep in the South African outback, the hunter drew a bead. The lion paused and was perfectly situated in his crosshairs. Bang! The hunter dropped to the ground. He was an old man who would hunt no more. He was dead. The restauranteur named Pero, who was from Croatia, had gone to Africa to shoot lions, not to tame them. He had already hunted everything that could be hunted in Europe, his friends said. So…

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Your Mother Should Know, Jennifer Lawrence

  VENICE – Does her mother know where she is? Her latest film begs the question, showing that Mother does not always know best. Here’s the thing: It would be hard to find a more refreshing Hollywood personality than Jennifer Lawrence.  She has trouble being anything other than who she appears to be – a spirited, talented, and charismatic young woman with a taste for mischief. That’s an astounding feat for someone working in a film…

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