No.64
This time last week I was in Lisbon, which some of you will already know as I unapologetically posted sun-drenched pieces on Instagram stories for several days in a row. I was there to meet with my first literary agent, Elizabeth, who now works as an editorial wonder woman. It was really quite magical to catch up on almost exactly two years of life, to speak of huge things and tiny ones, and to explore a city that for good reasons seemed completely in love with itself.
ON THE JOURNAL THIS PAST WEEK, ETC:
Quotes on translation and reading, the importance of living in your own dreams, and an interview for Chapter 89 magazine.
WORK-RELATED NEWS:
I have now begun to send the first few draft entries from my book-in-progress to my new editor, and have been astonished by how much she gets it, how she can already see what I'm trying to do even at the earliest stages of creation. I think next week I will tell you all a bit more about it, as it was announced at the beginning of October in Publisher's Weekly and therefore I should probably start screeching about it too—I promise I'm not being never-endingly vague on purpose (maybe just a little, definitely a little).
Next pieces of work appearing imminently will be lettering for the Brazilian Portuguese translation of the first book, Lost in Translation, and also for the German translation of The Illustrated Book of Sayings—phew.
THIS WEEK I FELL IN LOVE WITH:
These tiny paper cut plants by Barcelona-based Raya Sader Bujana.
The end.
I'm waiting, pointlessly of course, for the sun to break through the cloud that has enveloped everything ever since I woke too early this morning. It is light out, but the house plants are screaming 'You could have fooled me!' and so I tell them to please be quiet and decide what to have for breakfast.
Farewell, see you next sometime.
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