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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>* “A library is not a luxury but one of the necessities of life.”   Henry Ward Beecher</description><title>my heart's a little attic - my library</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mylittleheartattic)</generator><link>http://mylittleheartattic.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>So many books, so little time.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My library isn&amp;#8217;t very big but it&amp;#8217;s full of books I&amp;#8217;ve read, sometimes reread, books I&amp;#8217;ve never opened, books I&amp;#8217;ve been given, and books I probably won&amp;#8217;t ever find the time to read.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am French, so excuse my mistakes, but English books are more appealing to me. I hate reading translations, they are never satisfying. I try to read only books in their original versions, which is funny when you know I wanted to be a literary translator. I was put off by people telling me how stupid the idea was. No enough money, too much work, already too many translators, blah blah. I was young, I easily gave up the idea even though sometimes it&amp;#8217;s still nagging at the back of my head. I took translation classes at Uni for my English Degree but I wasn&amp;#8217;t so good actually. Maybe not so bad compared with some other students, but not good enough for my liking. Granted, I&amp;#8217;d probably be better if dictionaries were allowed in exams but that&amp;#8217;s not the point. It&amp;#8217;s not a natural process for me to translate. My head works with pictures when I read. I can understand a word I&amp;#8217;ve never encountered before but I&amp;#8217;m sure I could not translate it or maybe even explain it. That&amp;#8217;s also why I then wanted to be a scriptwriter. The ideal job - not really, I know. I thought it meant having ideas, not having to write them the way you would write a book, and picturing the stories so a film-maker would do all the rest. But a dream&amp;#8217;s a dream. I have plenty of ideas of stories in my head, all the time, but let&amp;#8217;s face it, I&amp;#8217;d sure be rubbish as a scriptwriter. I&amp;#8217;m so not original. I&amp;#8217;m so cliché. I still try to write stories, though. I&amp;#8217;ve never really finished one. I give up, disappointed. But then again, I&amp;#8217;m only in my early twenties. Some writers had their book published when they were old. I know my style of writing - I&amp;#8217;m not sure I do have a distinctive style right now but I&amp;#8217;m working on it - improves with time, so I&amp;#8217;m waiting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, while I&amp;#8217;m waiting for my Muse or for the god of books to send me some talent, I read. And this blog isn&amp;#8217;t intended for anyone particularly but I thought it couldn&amp;#8217;t hurt to share my love of books and my opinions on some of them. Do not hesitate to correct me when I&amp;#8217;m wrong and feel free to disagree with me anytime.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“There is no friend as loyal as a book.” &lt;br/&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1455.Ernest_Hemingway" target="_blank"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mylittleheartattic.tumblr.com/post/25542149889</link><guid>http://mylittleheartattic.tumblr.com/post/25542149889</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 02:56:00 +0200</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
