17 January 2010

Cixxi, a silenced writer


Black hair, brown eyes, big boobs and firm ass, Cixi is sexy and so am I (not my word). We're both independent woman, often rebellious,(sometimes shameless) but always faithful (to our convictions). I didn't take her name out of the blue (I added an "X" per modesty - yes, I do have some, somewhere). I do not have powers but we share strength. And while Troy was her territory, London is my playground.
When you write in newspapers, moving to a country which you don't speak the language of seems like a bad idea. And it is. That's what I did though and never regretted it. 5 years later, I can use Shakespeare's language (not as well as he did but) well enough to decide it is time. Time to get back to my first love (I am not talking about my ex).
Being a writer is a complex mater. You don't become Conan Doyle or Virginia Wolf one morning (unless you're them). And even if you are lucky enough to have the talent (finger crossed), you need stories. "It is always better to write about something you know" is an old proverb. I am not always following this advice (or any) but here I have decided to do so. 
London is a complex city, so are its people and their stories. A cleaner working for one of London's most luxurious hotels; a soulful musician, trying to find his way up against market robots; a T total working for a wine company etc. these are some of the stories I will write about.
I am not a silent witness and from now on, I won't be a silenced writer. Good luck to you all.

In 10 years? I might be a famous columnist, writer or just a successful employee doing my 9am to 5pm in an office, who knows?
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