fuente Escogió aquella especialidad en particular, porque desde pequeña se obsesionó con encontrar todo lo que se podía, o no, observar a simple vista. Contemplar los diminutos y ocultos detalles de todo

Hola, amigos de la literatura. Recientemente participé en un debate realizado en un grupo de WhatsApp dedicado a la literatura. En este debate, un escritor publicó el siguiente mensaje (y cito textual):

Mi abuela paterna era de la zona oriental cubana. Mi mamá y yo nos mudamos a su casa cuando tenía ocho años. A esa edad, creía que el mundo era mi país, por eso me resultaba tan extraña su forma de hablarme.

…porque vivían de sus respectivas pensiones de jubilados, de modo que el despilfarro no entraba en la casa, pero podían apreciar cómo se extendía a su alrededor. Eva Luna Isabel Allende fuente En una noche

—Dime, Carlitos, ¿pudiste ganarles? —le preguntó Ian, luego que la mamá de su amigo lo pusiera en el corral a su lado y comenzara a hablar con la suya. Le encantaba escuchar de las historias de su vecino.

Greetings, my friends. Working from home was a decision I made (and my mother wasn't thrilled about it) that I wouldn't change for anything in the world. There are many reasons for this. One of them is

Greetings, my friends. This debate about whether working from home is better, the same, or worse than working from an office is quite long-standing, @jane1289. At least, it is in my family. When my mother

Greetings, friends of Holos Lotus. There's an idea I've heard many times: that inspiration arrives mysteriously, almost like a stroke of luck. I disagree. My experience is that inspiration can come from

Greetings, my friends at @holos-lotus. I've spent my life telling stories that, at their core, are variations on the same theme: people learn from their own mistakes, not from those of others. There's

Greetings, my friends. I cannot allow anyone to be abused, not even animals. I don't care who the abuser is or who the victim is. I don't care if it's someone close to me or a stranger. I don't care if

Greetings, friends of the world. Paris is a party (paraphrasing the great Ernest Hemingway and the title of his novel). It hasn't been long since I returned from that beautiful city and I already want

Greetings, my friends. If I could create a law for my country, it would be one that forces us to stop exploiting our natural resources as if they were inexhaustible. I'm talking about forests, rivers,

Greetings, friends of @holos-lotus. There's a phrase I've been hearing for as long as I can remember, and it drives me crazy more and more each time: "I'm telling you this for your own good."

Greetings, my friends. I'm a writer, and that means, among other things, that I'm a creature of habit. I need routines so the day doesn't slip through my fingers, so the words can finally find their place

Greetings, Ladies of Hive friends. I have to confess something. My perfect afternoon isn't just one. I have several, depending on the moment, depending on what I need. This is one of my favorite variations.

Greetings, my friends: Happy International Women's Day! Today is a day to celebrate. And when I say celebrate, I don't just mean official events or speeches. I mean enjoying ourselves, feeling in control

Hello, friends of @holos-lotus. Like everyone else, to a greater or lesser degree, I lived at various extremes for many years. In my youth, I was one of those people who wanted to please everyone. I said

Greetings, friends of @holos-lotus. It's taken me years to learn to trust others. Not because I'm a naturally distrustful person, but because for a long time I was convinced that if I didn't do things,

Greetings, my friends. For years I thought respect was something you earned from others. That if I worked hard, if I treated people well, if I fulfilled my obligations, I would receive respect in return.

Greetings, my friends. I've never met a punctual writer. Well, maybe that's a lie I tell myself to justify being late, which is almost always. I've been late everywhere for years, and frankly, I'm fed