Vanity: pictures of Natalia Antonova (me)

This is for everyone who thinks my blog is shallow. Haw haw. OK, I’m beset by evil saber-toothed cockroaches, I dreamed of going to Kiev this month and reading Akhmatova among the tulips, and now that this didn’t work out, I am sad, and have writer’s block, and feel like being vain. I also wishContinue reading “Vanity: pictures of Natalia Antonova (me)”