When you have no choices, you should write in English. Portuguese is a language to write for pleasure, but not English. English is the language of my deepest thoughts, is a language for you to write about you, but not really about yourself. In English, you can fake it. In English, your thoughts are immersed in some kind of oil that you´ll never discover what it is made of. And you keep reviweing if you chose the right verb tenses.
I'm not gonna translate my cronics to English. I´d rather erase all of them. Maybe one day I´ll be able to create in English, but, by now, English grammar tries to kill me letter after letter. If I commit a mistake in Portuguese, I can excuse myself with the style apologie. But in English....I may lose my job...:P
That's exactly with this pessimist view of my writings in English that I inaugurate this blog, which was created a long time ago, but only now it's being used. Welcome my English words to your words and maybe one day I'll welcome them to mine.
I'm not gonna translate my cronics to English. I´d rather erase all of them. Maybe one day I´ll be able to create in English, but, by now, English grammar tries to kill me letter after letter. If I commit a mistake in Portuguese, I can excuse myself with the style apologie. But in English....I may lose my job...:P
That's exactly with this pessimist view of my writings in English that I inaugurate this blog, which was created a long time ago, but only now it's being used. Welcome my English words to your words and maybe one day I'll welcome them to mine.
1 Comments:
Some time ago I was much more used to writing in English. I wasn't so afraid of making mistakes, but now I feel insecure about it... That's why practise is important and that's why I created my blog. I hope you go on with this idea because I love your cronics! And soon I'm sure you'll feel more comfortable with the idea of writing cronics in English. See ya around here :)
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