I’m one of those people who can’t sing by herself. Someone else has to hit the first note for me. Two of my aunts are music instructors – one disabled, the other partially disabled these days – and they both say that it’s an issue of confidence, of being sure. As if that hidden first noteContinue reading “Kiev’s brittle spring”
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Goodbye to The Moscow News: on riding off into the sunset yet again
“Again the well-worn saddle creaks, And the wind chills an old wound; Monsieur, where in the name of hell have you wound up? Can it be you can’t afford a bit of calm?” After nearly four years, I am leaving The Moscow News. Now that our owner, the RIA Novosti agency, has been liquidated, theContinue reading “Goodbye to The Moscow News: on riding off into the sunset yet again”
In a Kiev that might as well have existed one thousand years ago
I realized that outside of time, the Kiev that exists today and the Kiev that existed a thousand years ago is the same. I also realized the other day that you need a glimmer of happiness inside you to be able to tell sad stories – so that you have perspective. The act of tellingContinue reading “In a Kiev that might as well have existed one thousand years ago”
Kiev without the politics
I was going to come home and write an epic, gif-laden post about Euromaidan. Instead I got here, took a look at the New Year’s decorations glittering across the dark distances in this strangely warm winter, and suddenly remembered that I’m a human being. So I took the time to eat actual meals, deep-condition myContinue reading “Kiev without the politics”
More EuroMaidan stupidity: concerned helicopter mom doesn’t like my tone
Ever since writing that post about stupid things people have been saying about the EuroMaidan protests in Ukraine, I felt like moving on from discussing stupidity – at least for a while. It’s not good for your blood pressure, for one thing. But then the post started getting passed around – and some friends haveContinue reading “More EuroMaidan stupidity: concerned helicopter mom doesn’t like my tone”
Natalia A. 