As someone who only ever wanted to be a journalist, became one, then left it after 13 years, I know how you feel.
The thing is, you might have left the paper, but you’ll never leave writing - as your excellent newsletter shows. And to be honest, writing without HAVING to write is a very freeing thing.
Dead chuffed to see Orhan Pamuk in your recommendations but your correspondent is wrong - The Museum of Innocence is Pamuk’s masterpiece.
However, I’d hope both books will be represented in what should be a section in your bookshop of translated fiction: I’m thinking Roberto Bolaño, Mario Vegas Llosa, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Isabel Allende, Valery Grossman, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Turgenev, Proust… I could go on!
This made me smile, like - a lot:) I was a radio journalist for 25 years, I adored it, I thought myself lucky for finding a vocation when I was very young, and thought I'd never leave. And then, I left. it's been 8 years this month, and I never looked back. So many new things happened to me (including leaving journalism in general), and also, I learnt that not because I quit it means it never happened, it's a part of me and no one can take it away. Also, I would like to open a bookshop, but that's for another time :) :) wish you all the best :)
Hi Tom,
As someone who only ever wanted to be a journalist, became one, then left it after 13 years, I know how you feel.
The thing is, you might have left the paper, but you’ll never leave writing - as your excellent newsletter shows. And to be honest, writing without HAVING to write is a very freeing thing.
Dead chuffed to see Orhan Pamuk in your recommendations but your correspondent is wrong - The Museum of Innocence is Pamuk’s masterpiece.
However, I’d hope both books will be represented in what should be a section in your bookshop of translated fiction: I’m thinking Roberto Bolaño, Mario Vegas Llosa, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Isabel Allende, Valery Grossman, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Turgenev, Proust… I could go on!
All the best,
Howard
This made me smile, like - a lot:) I was a radio journalist for 25 years, I adored it, I thought myself lucky for finding a vocation when I was very young, and thought I'd never leave. And then, I left. it's been 8 years this month, and I never looked back. So many new things happened to me (including leaving journalism in general), and also, I learnt that not because I quit it means it never happened, it's a part of me and no one can take it away. Also, I would like to open a bookshop, but that's for another time :) :) wish you all the best :)