A Time to Write

I’m sitting at my desk, “Don’t Play with Guns” is playing, and I’m typing word after word on my desktop, waiting for the tea to get ready to be drunk. It’s dark outside, not a single light is on in any of the apartment blocks around. As far as I’m concerned, the rest of the world is dead and I’m alone and free to do whatever I please. It’s 4 am. Continue reading A Time to Write

Not Guilty. Only A Little Embarrassing.

Hello, my name is Irina and I don’t have any guilty reading pleasures. That’s right, I have never felt guilty about any book I’ve read. I have, however, felt a little embarrassed about some of the books I like to read and, to be totally honest, reread. Continue reading Not Guilty. Only A Little Embarrassing.

Oil. Metals. Horror. Fantasy. Part 2

Once upon a time someone discovered a treasure in the ground that gave light and heat, and could make things move on their own. Even though this someone did not know it at the time, this discovery marked the birth of House Black that would come to dominate the world in the years to come. Continue reading Oil. Metals. Horror. Fantasy. Part 2

Apocalypse Inside

There’s a saying in my part of the world for when somebody is late coming home or going somewhere they are supposed to go. It goes “Let’s hope it [what happened to him] is what his wife is thinking and not what his mother’s thinking.” It implies wives always think their husbands are cheating on them when they’re late, while mothers worry they may have had an accident. A horrible accident. Yeah, I know gender stereotypes and stuff but it’s the bit about the mother I’m interested in. Because I only recently had to unique chance to Part With the Kid for More Than a Couple of Hours For the First Time. And I remembered why I didn’t want to have any kids before. Continue reading Apocalypse Inside

Principles

I recently had to write a review of Ray Dalio’s Principles (the first book) and that of course got me thinking about my own principles as it would anyone who’s come across the book. Now, I’m nowhere near Ray Dalio in terms of success or clout and I don’t consider myself a particularly valuable member of the species but I nevertheless decided to lay out my principles in the hope of, well, defining them. Here’s what I came up with: Continue reading Principles

Stuff it, Brand

by Irina Slav

Note: May contain strong language

I can’t abide arrogance in any form, which is why as soon as I read this I felt compelled to say a couple of things on the subject, or rather subjects. Continue reading Stuff it, Brand

A word on discrimination

by Irina Slav

I came across this the other day and after the initial spark of irritation at yet another baseless whine about discrimination, I skimmed the text until I got to the “conclusive case” against Chomsky. That did it, I burst out laughing. Continue reading A word on discrimination

Interactive can anyone?

by Irina Slav

I hear interactive storefronts are the coming thing — they can help you stock up a cart and then just go in and get what you’ve bought, or, better still, have it delivered without even bothering to enter an actual store. Continue reading Interactive can anyone?

Celebrity dies, world stares at his dead face

by Irina Slav

Say a prayer for journalism, if you’re religious. Or maybe not, because what’s trending right now for Paul Walker is beyond anything a normal human being would consider allowable. Continue reading Celebrity dies, world stares at his dead face