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“Reading a good novel is as difficult as writing a succesful novel,” says Goethe. Many people claim that they read a lot of books, but there are different ways and qualities to read a book and it needs time, energy, attention. The benefits that a book can provide to us depend on the perception power of readers and how much we want to take advantage of.
When I touch the cover of a book, I feel its heart beating under its thick, dusty cover, blood flowing through in its veins. Plot beat like a wild, huge heart under the cover. Sentences flow from the papers to the final paragraph. Books are real, they are like alive creatures.They can teach you things like a wise human, they can hurt you, they can cure you. The most part of is that they can speak you so a book is my best friend since my childhood.
Sometimes the letters start to burn. Reading a book is like walking on a hot road and a whole novel turns into a Gayya well. I jump into this well without thinking about the bottom of it. The hell are adorned by cold, watery emotional words, the more I read, the more my soul ignited and burns.
They are writers who hide their personalities behind a novel. Sometimes, they divide their personalities into pieces and sprinkle them with all the characters. Sometimes they combine all of those pieces in the body of a character. Thus, we see the subtle details of their lives or a reflection of their big events, a venue in fiction, a dialogue, an event, giving us interesting clues about the author. Reading gives us the information of who we read and what they are trying to do with this sentences.
Sometimes, writers hate the world they live in. The worlds they create are stretched over the real world, and the world they do not love, they want to heal, becomes invisible. Sometimes, they gather pieces of their novels from around the world to reveal the ugliness of the world they're talking about with hatred. That way, reading makes you realize a lot of things that go wrong or reading will give you a new world when you don't like the world.
Papers chasing each other while we are reading them, my fingers crashes the life when I want tos kip next page. I see magic on the paper sometimes. Books an maket he magic real and maket he real the magic. Writers use the words like tools and they etch the meanings. “If you say that there are flying elephants in the air, people will not believe in you. If you say there are three hundreds of flying elephants in the air, they will,” says Marquez. For instance, Magic Realism in Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude shows us that books can make the myth and romance possible. The possibilities of storytelling benefits many things for our soul. So reading a book encourage us to believe that we can make the impossible to the possible, right?
Sometimes, reading a book colour our black & White photograph. Reading a book widen our horizons. Like a myopic patient wearing glasses, by reading a book we wear a pair of glasses that we can see more clearly on our eyes. As we read, our sense of perception increases and life revives, the meaning of life becomes richer. The colors are getting vivider, the scents are getting sharper, the landscapes become more beautiful when we are reading. Our senses develop, our thoughts matures, the quality of our perspective on life helps us then.
So we can say that reading a book is a miracle that writers donate to us. Reading books is just as hard as writing. To fully understand the message or story that the author wants to tell, we pay a number of investment fees, yes.
Reading a book is the most poetic love story for me that I do not read, that I live.
Lastly, I want to write my peom which I wrote in the morning at the class about reading a book.

Touching a Book

I’m touching the cover,
touching the door of an other world,
that nobody seen before.

My eyes kiss the words,
the words that bind the east and West,
Greetings from Madam Bovary.

The letters are burning.
I’m falling in love with Gayya.
Every step I take,
feeling decorate the hell,
decorate with watery emotions.

They

bury their past.
Under the fiction, you know,
You can listen the charachters,
who are talking with

their

mouths.

It damages,
It harms my soul.
I like tragedy,
It kneels in front of reality.

Discovering the old loneliness,
It numbers my dreams in my head,
I am holding Marquez.

There she goes,
to hurt Pip’s great expectations.
Back to nineteenth century,
My hopes are drawning with the Pip,
who is fighting with Charles Dickens.

I am black and White,
Papers colour them.
I am turning the pages,
to touch other colours right now.

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In our joint conservation today, we, the participants from Turkey, gathered with friends from Russia and talked about literature. As thinking about literature sometimes requires going back in history, our conversation touched upon the problems and phenomena that have their roots in the historical contexts and through history, we found the opportunity to discuss the interaction of Turkish and Russian writers with the pieces produced by their counterparts.

Our dear mentor Aslı Perker put forth a concise analysis of what we could and can observe when we take a look at Istanbul and how the landscape of particular cosmopolitan districts of Istanbul (such as Beyoğlu) changs according to the cultural influence that the Turkish intellectuals were exposed to time to time. It is true that the Arabic and Persian influence was succeeded by a French influence near to the end of the Ottoman Empire, a period where graduates who returned from Paris and the individuals who interacted with Western and/or revolutionary culture via journals and books, carried the values they acquired to Istanbul and tried to apply them to the governance understanding of the state. At the time, one of the most popular books in Istanbul was Les Miserables and the slowly establishing middle class of the Empire was fond of the novel. Additionally, the poets of Turkey really liked the French poets, for instance, Baudelaire and Valery, and those imitated many things that they saw in these poets. French was so popular that the intellectuals even communicated partly in French and there are novels from that era in which even the dialogues are sometimes in French. Russian literature was not known.

When the Republic of Turkey was founded, the government started a campaign of translation thanks to which many examples of modern literature were introduced to Turkey. Russian literature had become very popular. It was a situation which got support from the government due to some mutual understandings of governance that brought the Soviet Union and Turkey closer to each other. Throughout the years the Turkish writers got so involved in the Russian literature that as Aslı Perker noted, a person’s choice about whether to prefer Dostoyevski or Tolstoy has been a primary question when writers meet.

A somewhat similar case is valid when it comes to the Turkish literature’s entry into the Soviet Union. When Nazım Hikmet, one of the most prominent and successful poets of Turkish literature, had to go to Soviets because of the pressure he experienced in Turkey, his works were already published in some parts of Soviet Union and he continued writing there. He penned plays in Russian as well, several of which were staged in Moscow and acclaimed. (In fact, his influence surged and flowed outside the Eastern sphere so much that it is recorded that in one of the international conferences of writers, Pablo Neruda turned to another delegate from Turkey and while pointing at Nazım Hikmet, said that: Take a careful look at this man, this man has done a lot more than what we have achieved so far.*) We can talk about different writers of Turkey in a similar sense, as Oktay Akbal in his famous travel memoir Hiroşimalar Olmasın (No More Hiroshimas) notes that in many places he went in the Soviet Union, he saw the translations of the book of Turkish writers selling more than they did back in Turkey.

But these were not the only subjects that we conversed about.

We have also discussed issues with regards to the situation of the current publishing industry and about the reasons why contemporary Russian writers are not known in Turkey and vice versa. But I will leave these points to a further post that I will share in the following days. Enough for today!

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*Asım Bezirci, Nazım Hikmet Şiiri

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To my Parrots Kesha and Koko who have died from an unknown disease

Advice N1: I hate being in the cage. I am afraid of being out of the cage. Something in between would be ideal to me, but as there’s no such thing, please keep the cage clean. Also, please let me out sometimes. I’ll fly around the room. I’ll bother you. Be patient.

Advice N2: I don’t like being alone. Don’t think that you solve the problem of loneliness for me by hanging a small mirror in my cage. I do know that I look at my reflection in it and not at the other parrot from the world beyond mine. My vitality represented through exclamations and hops, which you find so amusing, is not that of joy, but that of anger and frustration.

Advice N3: I can speak. This, however, doesn’t mean that I actually know your language; in fact, I’ll never will. Please keep it in mind.

Advice N4: I don’t live a long time. That means, I will die soon and I might die unexpectedly. This is definitely going to make you sad. So, think twice whether you need an additional reason for grief in the future, before you bring me to your house.

Advice N5: Finally, if you still decide to adopt me, please take into consideration that obligation and love are two discriminate things: obligation is something you fulfill, while love is something you feel. I want you to take care of me not because of obligation, but because of love. Responsibilities turn life into a huge, heavy burden, whereas love gives people wings just like mine. Use this gift wisely.

b9:T471,TIP 1. Sit comfortably

In order to dive deep in your subconscious, you need to stop using your physical body.

I`d recommend a nice chair in a cafe or library. The noisier, the better.

Tip 2. Delicious coffee/tea.

Put a nice cup of warm drink close to you, so that you feel its smell all the time.

Tip 3. Find a dense, grey area in your head.

Don't worry, everyone has it. Just keep your eyes on one spot without blinking for a while. You will be transported to a weird and magical dimension, which has always been inside you.

Breathe slowly and imagine a black, buzzing and bubbling lake and dive into it.

Your body will go numb and your fingertips will freeze.

Your coffee will go cold and vision become darker.

You'll drift away for awhile.

And when you come back, you won't be the same anymore.

You are reborn.

Congratulations!

Tip 4. Switch off your phone!

Oh my god! This is the most important part.

You don't need it interrupting your deep, satisfying relaxation.

Good luck.

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One of my all-time favorite movies is

Interstate 60: Episodes of the Road

. You might have not watched it, and if you haven’t, I don’t know what you are waiting for because you are missing on so many great things about it. It tells a story, a road story actually, about a young man named Neil Oliver who drives through the interstate neither he nor the maps never heard of. He signed a contract on delivering a package to someone and he was thinking it would be easy. It appears to be the opposite for the road trip leads him to the places he never expected to go and to the people he never thought he would meet.

There is a quote I love in that movie. I’ve been keeping repeating it to myself for fifteen years, and it never failed me. It is the leprechaun with red hair, a pipe in the form of a monkey’s head and a bunch of other bizarre peculiarities who says it, and still, it sounds pretty convincing. ‘Every event is inevitable – if it wasn't, it wouldn't happen’, he says.

To me, it is about the beauty of life, the acceptance, and trust. And also about the characters, we are writing about. About their paths and their stories. Just like the characters in the stories we write, with every step we make in this path we discover ourselves, our identities more. It is like uncovering our true essence with every new experience a little bit more until we finally feel complete. And then we can turn back to see the kaleidoscope of the random events, big and small, important and all your decisions, victories and failures to come together like a puzzle. Everything appears to be subject to divine logic, everything makes sense. It feels like there were no coincidences, only the chain of patterned events, which brought us here to this exact point in time and space where we feel complete. It feels like there is fate or the divine idea for us. And just like we are following our characters in the stories we write, there is something bigger than us, something above our understanding which follows us in our life stories. Our paths. On our interstates not depicted in the maps, just like that of Neil Oliver.

And as Neil Oliver said somewhere in that movie: ‘I love this highway!’ I love it too, you know. I do.

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The first time I cried in public was in elementary school

And then they said: “Don’t cry.

You’ll forget when you grow up.”

I guess I grew up the next day

For I tried to remember what I was crying over

But – couldn’t.

At 10th grade I cried at school.

Again.

They laughed at me.

He – as well.

“You’re a big girl” he said

“Don’t you cry” they said.

And I – didn’t.

Little did I know

There’s a special way for big girls to cry.

If you’re a big girl, you’re only allowed to cry at nights.

When no one’s there.

When you’ve buried your head deep enough in the pillow

And the blankets are tight enough to silent your sobs.

So that no one hears.

Because no one cares.

If you’re a big girl you can only afford crying

On Friday and Saturday nights.

So there’s no office the next morning.

Or else your eyes will be swollen.

And red,

Gross!!

Big girls drink a glass of red wine

And gaze out the window in a mysterious way

Before they cry.

If you’re a big girl you only cry

When all the lights are off

When you’re all alone on the sofa.

When you’ve ignored all the 92 messages from your friends

When they’re probably drunk enough to have forgotten you.

When you’ve sneezed off all social media

For good

Or until the next morning.

When you’re a big girl – you can cry.

Maybe in the shower

When the sound of the water is loud enough

To kill your wipes.

And then you go out.

Wrap yourself in a towel.

Wipe off.

And smile.

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I feel like a few words should be said about the participants of the camp. About people from Armenia, Ukraine, Turkey, Georgia and Russia.
As an intellectual, I feel like I should know something of a country I travel to. Something about its people, its mentality. I take differences for granted and smile at similarities, like 'Huh, that's unexpected'. it's just easier to live when everything is classified and people, relations and notions are just attributes in a huge Excel sheet of life. But then again, when we feel wrong, when there's a problem to which we can't find solution, what is it that we do? We turn to others for similar experiences. And it's the difference between the person you turn to and yourself that makes the solution more potent or simply persuades you it's okay to be this way, okay to struggle or search for answers. That search of empathy is sometimes much more important than the magical solution. So coming back to the notion of being an intellectual and classifying my experience and differences between people, I feel like I should change it. As an empathizing person, a total newbie to Georgian, Armenian, Turkish cultures, I discover people not to find differences, but to find similarities. This way maybe we can solve our major problems, maybe we understand ourselves better. Before coming here I thought that a Ukrainian shares with Armenians, Turkish and Georgian people less than with Polish or Belorussian, but here I am, writing this on the second day of the camp, trying to convey a comprehensive thought about our similarity. I was wrong to divide us by countries. A whole bunch of things has happened since out arrival. For example, I sometimes forget that my neighbor Gayaneh is Armenian and ask her something in Ukrainian, to which she responds just fine in English, signifying that she got it. Around the table Turks understand some Armenian speech and Russians and Ukrainians speak about the origin of borsch and oppressive regimes. The thing is we are not different. We come from different backgrounds but we are the same, our problems, our secrets, our struggles are so relatable that after a sharing experience exercise, we were not just Ukrainians, Armenians, Georgians... We're writers-to-be.

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How do you introduce yourself? I smile, wave at the person. Maybe give him a hug. Then I say, “Hi, I’m Uliana.” The person then replies, “Hi, I’m John.” It’s interesting how our names are often the first glimpses of ourselves we reveal to a stranger. The names represent, define us. We are our names.

Are our names us?

One person. Me. One name. Uliana.

Two parts. One soft. Second strong. Уль-яна.

My dad says that the morning I was born, my grandfather called. He had a dream he now had a granddaughter. He had a dream his granddaughter was named Юля. Yulya. His ominous dream was almost a prophecy. He nearly guessed my nickname-Ulya.

My grandmother says she didn’t like my name at first. Uliana- the name of old ladies from her village. The name of ancient widows, who sit by their window all day, complain, and watch the world pass by.

My mom says

they didn’t have a name prepared for me in advance. She says that she just knew immediately as she held the newborn me in her hands, that I was to be named me, that I was to be Уля. Ulya. Uliana.

Marina, my aunt, says my name is the name of a famous Russian ballerina, Uliana Lopatkina. She claims it's a good sign. A lucky one.

Sasha, my uncle, says that my initials- B.U., standing for Bazavluk Uliana- would make a great pen name. A play on sounds, if (when?) I publish my own book, the cover will scream at you, “Boooo!”.

My international friends typically can’t say my name correctly. The soft sign in the middle intricates the pronunciation, and the name alters, even if just a bit. I think that my name serves as a great metaphor for my experiences across cultures, backgrounds and nations. A little part of me is lost, but the newly established connections give back so much more.

My cousin, Lucy, doesn’t say anything about my name. She is only 18 months old, and right now she can only say “Mama” and “Papa”. Also, for some unknown reason, “Крокодил”- crocodile. She doesn’t say anything about my name, and she can’t even

say

my name.

What do I say?

I say that I am delighted I am not a Masha or a Katya. With nothing against these names, I nevertheless feel special when I don’t meet my namesake on every corner. It makes me feel unique. I am Unique Uliana. And I am proud, and so incredibly happy, to be one.

I say my name is a part of me. My name represents me. But also, my name doesn’t define me. And for that, I am grateful.

__________

You might have already memorized my name. Uliana. Do you want to know a bit more?

A glimpse of me from another lense:

I get easily offended when someone lists the miracles of the world and doesn’t include me. I’m a delight.

I’m just a girl, lost in the big, big world, trying to find herself.

I’m from St. Petersburg, Russia, and I truly adore my home. But I also love exploring new cultures and countries, and I always try to be free of prejudice.

To remain open-minded, respectful, grateful. Happy.

Ready for a speed round? I like books. I love dancing. My favourite painter of all times? Botticelli. I think Russian ballet is perfection. My brother is the sweetest, and my newborn sister is an angel(except when she wakes up at two). I sometimes envy her- she truly is committed to her passions- sleeping, smiling and eating. I wish

could be that good at these things. Especially sleeping - many mornings, I wish I could sleep non-stop. But then I realize I would miss too much of this world. Oh, and breakfast.

And so... Forth and fear no darkness!

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My name is Maria. My surname is Muzalevskaya (some people think that my surname is too complicated).

I live in Moscow and study modern sociology in Lomonosov Moscow State University. My scientific area is feminism. I love to compare its development in Europe and Russia. Actually, I enjoy making people fe

el shock when I’m saying that men (not women) were the firsts feminists in Russia.

Except feminism, I write non-fiction. I started doing it occasionally. One day my colleague said that I had written very convincing bullshit and I decided it was a sigh to learn how to do it better.

Early I worked as a curator of projects in event sphere. It was really crazy. I made a plenty of different events (sometimes they were really weird) and I thought my clients were aliens who spoke to me on their own language (honestly, I didn’t always understand them). Anyway, I’m lucky that I could save my mental health.

Apart from organizing awkward events, I wrote different texts. About events of course. And when I created more than 100 similar texts I thought it was enough, I’d like to write about something else.

So I quit my job and went to some abandoned Russian city to learn yachting. Fortunately, I returned to home alive and then entered to a Masters degree programme. Today I continue to study feminism, write about me, my friends, family … and politics (I’m interested in this theme too).

And now I’m here, in the Writing camp in Armenia, in a beautiful mountain town

Diliǰan

. New city - new adventures. See later what happens next.

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WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

Have you counted how many times you have been asked this same question? How many times have you announced that one word, the strange combination of letters that introduces you as a separate creature?

Do you need your name?

Why does the human being keep naming everything that surrounds him? We stitch few sounds together and create a new way to point and recognize something. When you start thinking about your own name, which you share with thousands and in the case of the name Anna, millions of others, the most important word that follows you wherever you go suddenly loses all its seriousness and meaning.

I look at the forest and see it from above. I see trees and I name them pine trees. The three-symboled word combines, describes and realizes the whole idea of a pine tree forest. But I wish I could get out of the language system, free my mind from the endless game of symbolizing and recognizing things and try to see each tree separately; find all the branches that differ from one tree to another; notice even the lightest contrasts of the leaves; measure the length of the roots that flow underneath my feet and break their way to the heart of the earth.

My name is Anna: The laziest name in the world. Creating it required no creativity and no intellectual effort. Two letters, two sounds and it even stays the same when you read it backward. Google says it means "kindness," loyalty," "grace" blah, blablah, and blablablah. But for me, it is just another word like ‘pine’ that covers the muddy twisted roots and distracts from noticing the irregular curves of the branches.

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A black and white photograph of a woman with dark hair that’s separated in the middle and tied back. Her lips are thin, almost nonexistent. Her face is round. The lines on her face are rough but her skin is as white as the snow and as tender as a bird’s feather. The wrinkles around her eyes are deep. The look in her dark eyes is fierce. There’s a song in those eyes, a silent song about a past that authored the rough lines on her face.

A voiceless song of an orphan village girl living with a foster family in an Eastern village in Armenia called Gavar.

A voiceless song of a man named Vazgen and their marriage.

A voiceless song of a new life and two kids.

A voiceless song of the wheels of a wooden cart.

A voiceless song of the pain that comes with loss.

A voiceless song of the Sun that shone.

***

A marble wall and four people standing in front of it. On the left, a middle-aged woman with short hair and a white robe. Next to her, a young woman with dark short hair and a blue dress. Next to her, a young, thin man wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans. In his arms, a newborn baby. On his right, another middle-aged woman with short hair and bangs. Different pairs of eyes, all singing the same silent song.

A song about the biggest Avenue in the city of Yerevan.

A song about Margaryan Maternity Hospital on that avenue.

A song about a hot July night.

A song about a long labor.

A song about a firstborn.

***

There’s a huge, rectangular, vintage photo album sitting in one of the drawers in our house. I remember looking through it as a kid while my grandpa told me stories about the woman in the photograph. I used to visit her grave with him once a year. We’d take the bus, get off, walk to a cemetery, and put yellow flowers near her gravestone.

She had two sons. One of them is my grandfather. His younger brother died as a kid when a wooden cart ran him over. I remember teardrops forming in the corners of my granpa’s bloodshot and tired eyes when he was telling me that story. The boy’s name was Hayk. My father is named after him.

I was the firstborn to my parents. They wanted to name me Sarah. My family and I are biblical Christians, so it was a nice name in a lot of senses. But my grandpa declared: “You name her after my mother or I will not speak with you ever again.”

***

Maybe a few decades later my grandkid or great-grandkid will look at one of my parents’ photographs, or maybe my own, to find the eyes and the face the owner of which they were named after. And maybe they’ll find the silent songs in those photographs as I’m finding them now, intertwined and free.

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If you want to know me never ask me the question “who are you ?” just read me…

I am Gvantsa Gubeladze.

It’s so easy to say someone’s name, but you never know what stands behind the name.

Sometimes I think that my name expresses my personality but sometimes I don’t think so.

Gvantsa is a Georgian name. It means a crazy, wild, naughty child and very active person. The main features of this name are: Intelectuality, hard working and punctuality.

In history Gvantsa is known as the Queen of Georgia, the wife of David VII King.

This is a brief history of my name. Here is my history too.

I am studying master’s degree programme in European Integration and Employment Relations. I was awarded the Degree of Bachelor of Arts in philology with a major in Georgian Philology. My bachelor’s work was “Translations of the poetry of imagism”.

I believe in the power of words !

I believe in the power of dance !

I believe in the power of smile !

I believe that every person in our world has her/his story which is unique.

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story #1. English

this is a story about my Dad, not about my name. to add, this could be a story about my Mom and her choice but not about my name. for naming is not spiritual. instead, it reflects the level of parents' responsibility for someone yet unacknowledged.

as I am the first child in the family, my grannies, grandpas, ants, and uncles on father's side built big plans for me. everyone wished to try on me their dreams which apparently were destined to go unsatisfied. they believed a name was able to make an influence on my life. huh! (please, now do not think that I am desperately unhappy with my family or, what is more, that I feel no real bond with them. no, not at all, I love them with all my heart.)

I was given a name with a meaning

foreign

and

hospitable

. those senses came to me after I looked at myself from the outside for the first time figuring out two major things. first, I was foreign among the people I loved; second, I did hospitality to strangers. finally, I felt like a stranger to myself.

the funny thing is that my Dad who exposed himself to Sanskrit seemed to be totally satisfied with my name. he extracted a root

san

from

Oksana

and was truly convinced that there was a special spiritual meaning of a sun hidden from the rest of us who do not speak Sanskrit and that it would always drives me to keep going through life.

I am not sure whether it worked for me, or not. I have no idea what motivates people to name their babies. probably it is a way of getting protection from something unknown, so they lock all doors or... or they simply spread their love wishing us to avoid repeating their mistakes.

story #2. Ukrainian

ім'я дитини може виглядати справою досить тривіальною, рандомним результатом вибору її батьків. чи я в це вірю? хтозна. але я точно знаю, що не ця думка спадає нам на ум першою.

малою, ти вбачаєш в імені щось настільки інтимне, що тобі здається: кожне необережне його проговорювання, особливо в розмові з дорослими і чужими тітками чи дядьками запросто може викрити таємницю твого не-

, сказавши про тебе більше, ніж ти цього хотіла. часто вже дорослими ми прагнемо залишатися незнайомими для незнайомців, а іноді й для близьких. і ми ховаємося за наші імена, як за останні плакати, криємося за ними, щоби, як нам здається, врятувати останній неторкнутий куточок приватного. ну справді, скільки оксан на цій землі? тож чи знання імені однієї з них не дасть вам суто схематичного уявлення про її особу: one more occasional Oksana in your life and nothing much?

звісно, ви можете задуматись, чи мають оксани спільну подобу, характер, звички та примхи. і звісно, якщо ви вірите в гороскопи, астрологію (не плутати з астрономією) чи нумерологію, ви ствердно кивнете на це питання. якщо ж ні, то... словом, якби ви запитали мене, я б відповіла, що сила імен криється хоча б у їхніх передісторіях.

з моїм іменем мої батьки зволікали аж до хрестин. над ранок тато шепнув мамі на вухо: називай ти, нікому (й мені) не кажи, лише хрещеним батькам, аби вони знали, що відповісти в церкві. церква православна, прямо над озером. я давно там не була і не впевнена, що найближчим часом туди повернуся. тоді мама вимовила

Оксана

я вже не задумуюся, які хитросплетіння визначили її вибір. мені залишилося довіритися. зрештою, прийняття свого імені - не просто питання подобається - не подобається, це також усе, що батьки робили з нами в так званому несвідомому віці. бо чи довіряємо ми своїм батькам насправді? те саме питання: чи довіряємо ми собі? чи ми приймаємо те, що до пологів нас виношували і ми не постали, як деякі боги, із самих себе? якщо так, тоді ми розпочинаємо свою історію і прислухаємося, куди вона нас поведе. тоді має бути не страшно. і на якомусь етапі я подумала, що мені імпонує нескінченність

та подвійність

в моєму слові. можливо, я надумала, що в

криється емоція життєствердження, яка повертає мене до циклічного й амбівалентного

? і хоча я ще не знаю, як впоратися з цим овальним

, я обіцяю собі розкручувати його тихо й бережно, аби не сполохати свої руки, які чомусь відчувають лише через матерію, до якої торкаються.

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I was looking at the checkbox which said “Have you ever had a near death experience.” and I was thinking about the one I experienced at that very morning. Things got pretty personal that day.

We started with our names. We shared a lot about ourselves without noticing it. It’s funny how our names can tell so much about ourselves. I don’t ever think about my name at all. But today, it led me to someplace which I didn’t expect.

My name comes from my grandfather. It’s a tradition in my family that the firstborn son takes the name of the grandfather and the firstborn daughter takes the name of grandmother. My father’s name is Ali, and my grandfather’s name is Halil. His father’s name was Ali and his father’s name was Halil -- so it goes. I didn’t think much of it, but I always liked how my name made me remember my grandfather all the time.

My sister’s name is Fatma which also was my grandmother’s name. We lost her this year. My grandmother was very special for me. Come to think of it, I never said it out loud that I missed her nor did I accept that she is in fact dead. She’s gone. “She’s no more” as Python’s used to say.

One of the other lines on the practice was about suicide. So many of us know someone committed or attempted suicide. I wondered if they would’ve to commit anyway if they felt loved at some point. I wondered if they wrote about their feelings would that helped them. Emotions are very hard. We don’t understand them. But it makes it more bearable when we share it with the people who care about us.

Maybe this is it for me. Maybe I was waiting for this moment to say it. Or maybe the support and acceptance I got today made me open up about my grandmother. Because I keep thinking about the checkbox. One of the other lines said “Have you ever feel loved” and I saw two people that didn’t stand up. Two people never felt loved. I wanted to reach out to them and hug. (Maybe I hugged them during the other practice. I hope I did.)

I ticked that box. I felt loved because of my family, especially my mother and my grandmother. I wished that those two people knew my grandmother. I wished that they could’ve heard stories from her. I’m sure they would’ve fallen from their seats of laughter. And they would’ve felt loved. Because she loved everybody, not just me. Her energy made people jump up and down from excitement. I’m saying these but of course, she wasn’t an angel of some kind. She had flaws too. But those flaws didn’t stop her making me feel loved and taken care of. I’m not a religious or any kind of spiritual person but I truly hope that they would find someone like her. And I hope that they would feel loved at some point.

If I go back to the near-death experience part, the thoughts about death always made me think of my parents and that I should visit them more often. But life gets in the way, doesn’t it? Life always gets in the way.

Emotions and the experiences we get are very challenging all the time with all of us. Life is just a rollercoaster of a ride with ups and downs. We need to acknowledge every moment of it. We need to own it…

And we need to visit our parents more while we still can.

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I come from a geography which the names that bind words to the soul keep magical, religious place of its culture. In a country where I was born, people wouldn't have given a name to people, people are struggling to get their own names. In our traditions dating back centuries ago, it was impossible to have a name without being a hero. Today, we do not have names by having swords, winning victories and writing epics. But I believe we have proved that we have a name by fighting a different way, giving a modern war.
I think that our names are nothing more than the themes of stories written on our destinies. That's why the old wives of fortune-tellers can map all of our lives to our names. Our names hold the power in the hands like an amulet.
Like the young poems which choose their poet in the world, our names choose their destiny in our lifes.
We don’t choose our names, our names choose us.
"Ceren", which means the newborn deer in my birthplace, is one of the images that the families adorn while presenting love to their loved ones and children. Deer is an animal that walks in lush forests has not entered the axe, makes you dizzy with her beauty. She has a bright skin washed with sun-chic, she has eyes like two black bullets that sits on the most distinguished throne of her face. Like a lover who was drunk from love, she would be so pleased to be swayed by the Anatolian people. I was like Ceren, I have grew up like Ceren. In many Anatolian stories, you can read the dialogues that are flowing through the edge of fiction which are written for young, beautiful women in Turkey.
That's why I first came to the world by choosing the name Ceren when I was born. It became a companion to my identity until I realized the meaning and purpose of life. With my delicate soul in a paper-thin, I've watered all the details of the name I took with my coy posture which runs to the smallest movement of life. As a deer, shy, melancholy...
However, sometimes the names are like a strong wind that changes the fate of the course and they defy. Until I decided that my real name should be “Deniz” whick means “the sea”, I spent my time passing through the circle of sorts of events, paying hard fees for that name.
I was born on the wild land of the Black Sea region. The lands that crowded, with dense forests, perhaps the most rebellious boundaries plotted on the map of the country. I have had my lullabies with the melodies of cruel storms that turn the city into ruin parts. The forests which stretched their leaves like a shield to the sun's lights were my only friend. I have witnessed that the waves that listen to the savage call of this wild land rush to the shores, that the Black Sea is always furious and hungry for humanity, for many times.
On the other hand, Turkey is a country surrounded by seas on three sides. When you swim in the salty waters of the Mediterranean Sea, you witness that the waves are flatten with white bubbles. The blue is almost as thin, neat as it is.
I've never felt “normal” or “average” in my life. I look at the seas, it's no different than looking in a mirror. It is like the reflection of me that sometimes the seas are so calm and small, fast rivers ridicule with them. Sometimes their raging, bulging, rising waves, like a killer, kept the list of everyone's death is not different from the personality I had. My uninhibited feelings of emotion always looked like the seas of the mood that I was always looking at.
My youth, which flies between the summit and the bottom, only reminds me of the sea. The time showed me this manifest. The sea which holds the imposing ships, the freighter carrying tons of cargo is strong like me. The sea which does not refuse to return people’ hand with its nutrients is generous like me. The sea which is so creative and turn to an ugly city to a glamorous beauty is like me. It falls like a blue veil to the face of the city…
My name is Deniz because I have created the waves of my destiny.

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There is a theory stating that our personalities are highly affected by the landscapes in which we are growing up. That those landscapes are parts of our identities and they shape us in a way we are not always aware of. While the families and communities bring us up, those landscapes show us the world from a certain perspective, through certain lenses. They influence who we are, what choices we make, what kind of boundaries we build around ourselves.

I am a child of flat endless steppes, where you get to see everything in kilometers around you. The sky is broad and bright there by day and full of stars by night. The rivers are deep and quiet. The world seems to be as flat as a plate. It is enough space for everyone there to establish their borders and find their peace inside them.

Here in the mountains, it’s different.

Once you get in the mountains, everything starts to feel sharper and stronger in a way you don’t quite understand. The air is fresher and cooler here, the trees are taller, the sky is closer to you. There is no horizon. Suddenly, you know that the borders are already established for you. Here in the mountains, people are getting closer to each other than anywhere else. The communities seem stronger. Everyone knows one another. It is like a big family brought together – even if not every face is familiar to you.

So maybe there is no coincidence that all of us the young writers ended up here surrounded by the gloomy peaks of Caucasus. We are here to get to know each other, to explore our boundaries and most importantly – ourselves, our identities. For it is easier to hear your own voice somewhere where you can catch its echo after all.

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So, we were asked to write the history of our names, how we feel about it and how it feels about us 🙂 yeah, why not, maybe the name doesn't like its owner, who knows.

I guess, Marta is a biblical name, she was a sister of Lazarus, the man who was restored to life by Jesus.

But I really don't feel any connection to her, to be honest.

My name was always so natural to me, but growing up, it was a rare name in Georgia and everyone asked me to repeat it two or three times. It was quite annoying.

Actually, it's kinda funny that I was named by my sister, who was only three years old at that time. My family was on a vacation and some kid in the neighbourhood was named Marta. My sister liked the name so much, she begged my dad and pregnant mom to name the baby Marta too. That's the story.

My name is like an invisible thread that connects me to others.

So that I don't get lost in myself again.

It's a magical word, the string is pulled, and I'm back to real life.

The name has served me well.

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Is being a blogger defined by the way you present yourself to the audience? If yes, let me present myself.

Greetings, dear audience! My name's Daria, I'm one of the representatives of Ukraine at 'Write in Armenia' camp, organized by ARI Literature Foundation and here is my linguistic portrait. There's the thing about my name - there's a bunch of dead people behind it and I have two of them. My official name is Daria Olena. Passport name. Name of all my seriousness, my creativity and my character. In Ukraine we also use our father's names and with suffixes, so if you add it, my name is Daria Olena Andriyanivna. Behind this name are two Antic dudes - Persian king Darius (conquered the land
from Sarmatia to India, cool, huh?) and Handrian, Roman Emperor. If you go even deeper and translate them, you'll get "Victor" ( old Persian "Darius" ), "Heavenly Fire" ( old Greek "Olena" ) and "the wall bringer" (I think, that's what Handrian means).

So, let's get acquinted.
Victor.
Heavenly Fire.
Wall bringer.
(No pressure, right?)

Also a blogger for everyone who'd like to know what #writeinarmenia is about.
I'm looking forward to meeting you as well.

Day 1 of 'Write in Armenia' camp. Stay tuned for more posts soon!
#writeinarmenia

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22 years ago, grandfather of one ordinary girl had a dream that a child would be born and he heard someone whispering in his ear that she would be Anna. So, the girl was born. Anna. With a huge responsibility from the very beginning, for she was a first child for both her parents’ families and she should be a good example to follow for future 7 children who followed her. From the very beginning she associated her name with a responsibility, which strangely enough, didn’t bother her. Actually, it was vice versa.

In society she lived in, there was a kind of a rule that whoever was named Anna, was usually addressed by different versions of this name like Ani, Anuka, Anushki, etc.

This girl knew deep in her heart that people didn’t mean to “hurt” her by addressing so. In reality, the intention was kind in its roots. But, still, the girl had the feeling that people expected from her something she couldn’t give, like she was another person.

Probably, that’s why she naively thought that there could be a special bond with someone who called her by her real name. And, perhaps, that’s why she always thought of herself as a very reliable and loyal person, for she would never ever betray one who called her Anna.

This girl is me.

As you probably guessed, the muse of creativity has abandoned me, so with my uncreative mind, let me introduce myself. I am one who was born to love, read and (desperately try) to write literature.

The end.

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How can I tell you myself? Let‘s see. Firstly, my name is Kübra. Yes Kübra. İt is hard to say I know because when a was a child, I couldn’t say “r” letter and I couldn't even say my name correctly so I can't be angry with those who can't say my name.

Kübra means a big woman. It is an Islamic word. My grandmother, my father’s mother, gave me that name. She wants to give and ask my parent. They accepted because this naming event is actually an issue. It expresses respect and love. Now this situation is slightly changed but it was different in past. In my childhood I did not like my name because Kübra is very popular name. In a group of people, there is at least one “Kübra” in Turkey.

As I grew up I realized something about my grandmother. She was trying to make a bond with me. I never saw my grandmother. She was dead before i was born. I think she felt. She knows that she will leave this world without doing what she wants because I read her diaries and she wants to be a big woman. She wants to achieve something and she imagined a world where women could exist more. I am trying to follow in her footsteps. I want to announce my voice to the whole world.

So I decided to choose literature. As I read her diaries I also wanted to write. I wrote something to every book I found. One day, when I was in elementary school, I got an encyclopedia and started writing everything I saw. I don't remember how long I wrote. I wrote that so so much even now you can see the slight swelling of my finger. Then I began taking part in one of the best schools in Turkey. So I trust myself. I need that. I have achieved what she can't and I will continue to achieve. I want to be a good writer someday. Maybe I will maybe I will not but it’s worth the effort.

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Ok, back then I was hysterical Hüseyin, now it’s time for me to become the historical one.

Before delivering the context and the roots of my name, I think I must give a short epistemological explanation with regards to the roots of my name. Hüseyin comes from the word ‘Hüsn’ in Arabic, which means ‘beauty’. For example, there is a long poem written by an Ottoman poet named Seyh Galib, who was influenced by Indian poetry and gave the name to his poem ‘Hüsn ü Aşk’, which means ‘Beauty and Love’. So it originates from the word beauty and becomes a word which has further meanings like the loved one, and the beauty of soul and body.

Very recently I figured that there is another experience one should have to fulfil one's life: to confront with his/her name. If what we call ‘fate’ really exists, that might be trapped in the name one is given.

Some names come from a historical event, some from the country of language itself, and some from religion: contexts in which names are grown with meaning.

I remember the verse: Near an olive tree in the holy books which elevate the plains of language…*

My name stands near to an olive tree which has stains of blood.

My name and I were two separate things, but then we combined. The poetry is the glue that holds us together.

Mine is a name which is heavy with the mourning of dead and centuries of marginalisation.

In the history of Islam, there is a point at which the recent death of the prophet causes turmoil and creates a power vacuum. Factions among Muslims occur and the ones who want to rule the vast Islamic Empire clash with the grandson of the prophet, Hüseyin, who is known with his beauty. They brutally kill Hüseyin, whose father was also murdered in a similar incident. There are a lot of graphic stories in Islamic literature about what they did to his corpse.

This incident, the war which ended the life of Hüseyin, is known as Kerbela/Karbala (meaning bad event). It marks a rupture that created the everlasting clash between the two major sects of Islam. The ones who were defeated at Kerbela have formed the Shia group in Islam and have protected the name by carrying it through generations, looking after it as a gem. For them, the name symbolizes their hatred against oppression, the defeat of the good, and the lament for the loss of the beautiful.

III

Although I am an atheist and my family is not Shia, I have always felt the mystic connotations and the emotional power of my name, maybe due to the presence of religious groups in Turkey who uphold the story of Hüseyin. In part, it has been through my name that I despised oppression and authority. I feel that I have been fed up with the political lies and the deceptive narratives that have caused members of nations to hate the people from other nations.

Two more lines:

If any question why we died,

Tell them, because our fathers lied.**

*Mahmoud Darwish

** Rudyard Kipling

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There was a spiritual master in India the name of which I don’t remember. His teaching was very simple. It consisted of only three words that a disciple needed to meditate on: “Who am I.” Just these three words, just this question, nothing else, no thoughts about God, no religious rituals. This was the way he himself achieved what one calls a “spiritual realization”.

What has reminded me of this laconic teaching? Today I had the first session in the writing camp and I had to introduce myself to other young writers. I began my short speech by saying: “Hi, I’m Nana.” Then I suddenly realized that it was strange to identify myself with a single word. Moreover, it is strange that the phrases “I am” and “My name is” are synonymous. Are we really our names? Do our names actually describe us? More specifically, does my name describe me, my name – four letters, two identical syllables?

This might sound funny now, but there was a time when I was proud of my name. I was told that I had been named after St. Nana – the first christian queen of Georgia. My name was a rare one and it was also the name of a historical figure. Then, as I grew up, it struck me that my grandmother was called Nana too. Since there is a tradition in Georgia to name children after their grandparents, I was most probably named after my grandma rather than after St. Nana. This discovery made me upset – it turned out that I was merely a part of the tradition, a part of something so common and usual in Georgia.

My disappointment transformed into excitement, when we had a class about Georgian Mythology at school. I found out that Nana was the Goddess of sun in ancient Georgia, in the age of paganism. We do still have a chant dedicated to Goddess Nana. The chant is called “Iavnana” and is currently used as a lullaby. In the past, however, people used to sing it when a child had a chickenpox or measles. According to the belief, the spirits called “Batonebi”, the companions of Goddess Nana caused these illnesses. So, through chanting the song people asked Nana and the spirits to have the mercy upon the child and let him or her recover from the disease.

My name, therefore, connects and reconciles two conflicting cultures: the pagan and the Christian one. And here’s how it describes me – I am the person of conflicts, the person of controversies. If you can imagine two opposing forces combined in one body, that’s me. But still: there’s something that transcends the conflict. That “something” always remains beyond words, as the complexity of a human being surpasses the complexity of language. Maybe, that’s why I remember the teaching of the above-mentioned Guru, even though I have forgotten his name. Maybe his name is insignificant, as it wouldn’t characterize him anyway, would it?

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Mary, Maria, Mariam... No, it is just Mari, but preferably written Marie, just as in French . But, what is your real name? Isn't this just a nickname? They would look at me shocked, confused as if I just said something in an unknown language. The so uncommon name in Armenia, so special, yet so foreign made me appreciate every syllable in it. At the age of ten I discovered that Marie means a female bird in Armenian. Without losing a chance, accepting the accidental discovery as a sign from the universe, I noted to myself that I, just like my name am free like a bird. a child's curiosity is never fully satisfied unless someone thoroughly explains or shows them whatever they are looking for. I did everything in my childish power to discover the people with the same name and indulged the feeling of uniqueness. The most famous among Maries: Anna Marie Tussaud and Marie Skłodowska Curie had middle names.

As soon as I got acquainted with western cultures and discovered the possibility of having a middle name, the wish of having one never left me up to this point. I thought of many names. Among them were Helen and Iris but the name I eventually stopped on was Zabel. Two fierce women became my inspiration: Cilician queen Zabel and an acclaimed writer Zabel Yesayan. For some reason that name resembles light, strength, comfort, and yet again freedom. Maybe it's me who tried to see freedom in everything, maybe it is the name, maybe it is my imagination. One of these days I might find the reason to add the name, but what matters the most is me associating myself, I will always love Marie, her free nature, her birdy self and bizzare feeling of confusion that is triggered with every introduction.

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When my mam was pregnant with me she was watching a movie. There were a young man riding a horse down to the seaside. And he was crying a name, looking for someone, for a girl, calling her name out loud. Such a romantic picture that my mom liked very much. And seems that I liked it too, at least my mom said like that because I started to move inside her stomach and pushed her from inside. I doubt that I understand much and really could like or dislike something back than. But my mother decided that she names me after that girl.

That name that the guy from an unknown movie was crying was Inga. My name is Maria. My father didn't like that story of my mam and her decision and said that I was going to be named after his granma. My parents divorced when I was a child. I haven't seen my father for ages.

That's why most mart of my life I didn't like my name. Stupid and not interesting, very popular. and I wanted to be special. Now I realize that the story of my name, the story of my family and everything that I went through makes my special. As far as anyone else.

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I’m an Armenian girl. Okay, that was a terrible start. Now you’re so gonna associate me with a bunch of things that I can’t say I’m very related to. Partially, of course, but whatever.

I study programming. Doesn’t tell anything either. I mean it does – but not much of the truth.

I love writing political essays and romantic poetry and novels. Could be, could be – that’s better at least.

I love photography. Where did that just come from? Skip it, please. I mean, there is so much I love – hopefully I didn’t list them all. Specially the part about the music and all.

‘kay, lemme get serious. I’m Gayaneh and I guess this is how it works when you’re honored to get your grandmother’s name. And if by some chance it’s also a “name with a history”, than congratulations, you’ve got a certain burden on your shoulders. You know, I really don’t like it when I meet someone from another country and they just go on asking: “Oh, what an interesting name, does it mean something?” Should I go on telling them it’s my amazing gram’s name? Or do I tell the whole story of virgin Gayane being brutally martyred for propaganda of Christianity among pagan Armenians all those years ago, when I’m an atheist myself?

Probably I sound pathetic right now, like a teenager, trying to convince the world, that “She’s herself!” But it’s been 3 years I’m no longer a teen, so nope, gotta get over the phase.

Maybe I better tell something more relatable.

Sometimes they call me Windy. It actually started on a July night several years ago, on top of a hotel roof in Georgia. There were 5 of us – me, a Russian girl, a Ukrainian girl, an Azerbaijani guy and this Lebanese guy. The Russian girl was drunk because of the beer, the Ukrainian girl was drunk of Georgian wine. Me and the Azerbaijani guy were drunk with love, but it’s another story. H… - the Lebanese guy was the only sober person among us. We were talking politics, talking literature, talking peace, talking love and I think, if I remember correctly, we also talked about some movies - “Dead poet society”, I think. That night, at exactly 2:17 am, when I was about to go to my room to finally sleep, H… said: “You know you’re like wind, right? How on earth can you change so suddenly, so all the time, so drastically? How come you’re so unpredictable? You – crazy windy girl.”
That’s was it. I was Windy from then on. Even though me and H… haven’t met for maybe half an eternity. Even though I can’t clearly remember the color of his eyes. Even though me and the Azerbaijani guy hide our chats and photos, just in case. Even though, the Russian girl is gone forever….

You can still call me Windy…

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ARI Literature Foundation is happy to announce the launch of Write in Armenia International Writing Camp for young writers!

We have initiated this project with the support of US Embassy in Armenia. Foundation firstly worked with our great partner International Writing Program of the University of Iowa and used the Between the Lines program model to design the camp curriculum. Foundation has also successfully partnered with organizations in the camp participant countries to organize the recruitment and selection of participants. Our partners are Mystetskyi Arsenal in Ukraine, Georgian Publishers and Booksellers Association in Georgia, Kalem Kulture in Turkey and an Armenian based Cultural and Social Narratives Laboratory for our work with Russia.

Now we are excited and looking forward to host our program participants who arrive to Armenia on November 11th and will be transferred to the wonderful town of Dilijan surrounded by forests and covered by the mystic fog at this season. Dilijan Resort Complex will provide the best conditions for creativity and fun time to get to know each other. Our wonderful team of tutors, established talented writers - Katie Prout from the USA, Armen of Armenia and Aram Pachyan from Armenia, Lyubko Deresh from Ukraine, Dato Turashvili from Georgia, Asli Perker from Turkey and Alisa Ganieva from Russia will share their writing experience, teach creative writing techniques and help the students to get inspired all through their time at the camp. We have also invited other professionals for short lectures on theater by Vahan Badalyan, the director of NCA Small Theater and on photo story telling by photo journalist Nazik Armenakyan from 4Plus women photographers organization.

The participants will have cultural visits to breathtaking places around Dilijan, travel to the capital Yerevan for a walking tour in the city as well as a panel discussion with participation of visiting writers at Zangak book store.

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ARI Literature Foundation, Armenia, in partnership with Kalem Kultur, Turkey, is launching a project entitled “Documenting the Reality: Fiction VS Journalism.”

The main target groups of the project are young writers and journalists from Armenia and Turkey.

The project will contribute to the continuous dialogue between the new generation of writers and journalists from Armenia and Turkey through creating a platform for communication and collaboration between them. Established writers and journalists from Turkey and Armenia will conduct “Write in Armenia International Writing Camp” program and will be featured at “Zabel International Women Writers’ Festival” in early summer 2024.

The project is implemented within the framework of the Sub-grants Scheme implemented by Eurasia Partnership Foundation as part of the “Support to the Armenia-Turkey Normalization Process: Rapid Response” programme, funded by the European Union.

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Noise

Sound:
Silence.
Someone is sitting looking in the direction of the sound. A voice that says nothing. Silence.
There is someone who doesn't know about sound and is trying to understand. Who has an ear but cannot use it?
Sound:
Noise.
Uncertainty.
You look carefully at one point and everything seems clear. Sounds and sounds, chaos.
Silence, silence.

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About the author

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Armen Arshaluysyan

Armen Аrshalusyan is a master’s student at the Faculty of Art Management. Recently, he founded the “Youth Theater Group”, where he acts as director and actor. He has been writing for several years, and his favorite genre is postmodernism. He also plays chess and grows plants.

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Day 3 started with warm up session by Olena Kuzmina which followed a joint session on Writing about Politics. On the second half of the day the participants were working on their daily tasks as well as were offered a lecture by an invited tutor, Armenian writer Aram Pachyan. Aram talked about his works in translation as well as about some books that influenced him.

See the photo report of the day’s activities.

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The second day of Write in Armenia camp was intensive in terms of information, collaboration, and creativity. Instructors were providing detailed tips on how to construct dialogues, how to self-promote one’s literary pieces and how to gain publicity by using social media.

Apart of this , today was the start of collaborative sessions featuring participants from different countries. Until October 14, they will have a chance to develop a collaborative piece focusing on different tactics of producing an experimental contemporary multimedia materials, including texts, photography, performances, etc.

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More practical exercises and lectures will be conducted during the following days of the Camp. Follow us to learn more through our daily updates and read daily pieces by program participants.

The material is prepared by program participant Samvel Khachatryan

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What kind of choice is it? Should I rush? Because if someone takes a place that I would like, then what is the point? There is another ,,but’’. If I choose the spot in a hurry and do...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$51","images":["wia-4254.jpeg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":105,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4255,"title":"I have a new nickname for my country","slug":"template-3","date":"2022-10-11","author":"Nino Bukia","excerpt":"I have a new nickname for my county There are a bunch of ways to describe and group cuntries in Geography, however, I've got a new nickname for my country and if needed, I'm good to share with others as well. - Author My head really hurts today, and an effective begining is...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$52","images":["wia-4255.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":389,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4240,"title":"Are there pigeons left on our land?","slug":"template-2","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Nino Bukia","excerpt":"If I were to draw the seven-minute long meetings around the tables, I would put some crunchy rolls of thread, shaped like a giant in the back of each person. However, patterns of thoughts, ideas and frustrations are similar in our conversations. Maybe there is a different tone,...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$53","images":["wia-4240.png"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":300,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4241,"title":"\"I need to finish the story\"","slug":"i-need-to-finish-the-story","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Polina Horlach","excerpt":"We all have dreams. Some people have more realistic dreams that can be easily realized with a little more effort. For some people, it remains \"pink dreams\", such as seeing unicorns. Dreams help us to stay down to earth and to feel ourselves like kids sometimes. The first day of...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$54","images":["wia-4241.jpeg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":391,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4242,"title":"Reflection","slug":"reflection","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Tetiana Ivanitska","excerpt":"- Hi, I'm Armen. - I'm Mariam. - My name is Gio. - Sam. - And I'm Tetiana. Three countries separated by thousands of kilometers, different time zones, languages, authentic cultural heritage and unique historical experience. A dozen of young people born in different parts of the...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$55","images":["wia-4242.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":381,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4243,"title":"Math Problems and People I Don't Know That Well","slug":"bedroom-sheets-and-the-tiny-prints","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Mariam Gurgenishvili","excerpt":"Math Problems and the People I Don't Know That Well The two things I’ve been afraid of for most of my life are dealing with Math problems and the people I don’t know that well. If I had to choose, I think I’d take people over Math, as they are a bit more willing to give you the...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$56","images":["wia-4243.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":472,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4244,"title":"A girl known as a little","slug":"a-girl-known-as-a-little","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Giorgi Tchkadua","excerpt":"I am riding a bicycle. It is my favorite thing to do - cycling and cycling over and over again, faster and faster. Like I am creating a wind. I am not on the ground but not in the air, either. It is safe here. I ride around my house, cycling on the circular road, dreaming about...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$57","images":["wia-4244.gif"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":469,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4245,"title":"We <3","slug":"we-3","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Mariam Aloyan","excerpt":"One day, I will gather all these stories and write a big, honest novel, how my darling Kerouac wrote “On the Road” after his long travels. I want to say that literature for me is life, it’s freedom, it’s love, it’s experiences of life, experiences that you physically cannot...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$58","images":["wia-4245.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":369,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4246,"title":"On War and Literature","slug":"on-war-and-literature","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Armen Arshaluysyan","excerpt":"Everything seems to last forever. Black holes, smaller stars, love, war. Almost everything except peace. It's a constant war. Even when we're sitting around the breakfast table having a croissant with a little piece of peach. Every day is war, or cold, or invisible, or war for...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$59","images":["wia-4246.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":215,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4247,"title":"Tired?","slug":"tired","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Samvel Khachatryan","excerpt":"This could’ve been a segment from a TV interview. Surprisingly, this is not one of those with live studio audience, bright colors featuring the irritating voice of an anchor promising cheaper sensations. You are just quietly talking to him with no fear of being exposed. Bright...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Dilijan 2022","slug":"dilijan2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5a","images":["wia-4247.png"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":171,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4248,"title":"Day 1: Introductions and warm up sessions","slug":"day-1-introductions-and-warm-up-sessions-2","date":"2022-10-10","author":"Samvel Khachatryan","excerpt":"Today the Write in Armenia International Writing Camp 2022 kicked off in Dilijan. Unlike its online issue, it is a pleasure to host young authors from Armenia, Georgia and Ukraine in a live format. During his opening speech, Mr. Stephan Malerius, Head of the Regional Programme...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"A Piece of Peace","slug":"a-piece-of-peace"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5b","images":["wia-4248.jpg","wia-2231389429.jpg","wia-50a87ff1b6.jpg","wia-cd845709c8.jpg","wia-601d6178fb.jpg","wia-36b3aaf645.jpg","wia-f62d57561e.jpg","wia-9f06ec748f.jpg","wia-73ebd10f44.jpg","wia-af55c7f7f2.jpg","wia-2dc6570071.jpg","wia-f48b3f9f51.jpg","wia-89db4b6030.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":271,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4239,"title":"A Piece of Peace issue of Write in Armenia IWC in Cooperation with Konrad-Adenauer-Stiftung","slug":"a-piece-of-peace-issue-of-write-in-armenia-iwc-in-cooperation-with-konrad-adenauer-stiftung","date":"2022-09-22","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"A Piece of Peace Write in Armenia IWC 2022 in Cooperation with Konrad-Adenauer-Stiftung Konrad-Adenauer-Stiftung and ARI Literature Foundation launch a special issue of Write in Armenia International Writing Camp – A Piece of Peace 2022. IN the frames of this project young...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"A Piece of Peace","slug":"a-piece-of-peace"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5c","images":["wia-4239.png"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":206,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4238,"title":"FILM ABOUT WRITE IN ARMENIA INTERNATIONAL ONLINE WRITING CAMP 2022","slug":"film-about-the-write-in-armenia-online-writing-camp-2022","date":"2022-09-15","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"The Film about Write in Armenia Online International Writing Camp 2022","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

The Film about Write in Armenia Online International Writing Camp 2022

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Six Blocks

By Anush Ter-Khachatryan

Six blocks from Aram Street
where poets die
people decide to live
swallowing anger in their lungs
raging against the maledictions of pain.
Six blocks from where life seems like a board game
where cheap wine and expensive odors encompass boredom.
Six blocks from sweat-faded streets
from Middle Eastern restaurants and Irish pubs
from Pits Stop and Sisyphusian hills.

Here people can live without ever trying avocados
peeling their years like peach skin.
Here is where sounds appear in clarity
where all the errors and prophecies revisit
in awkwardness,
in persistence —
as an extinguished friend.
Here the illusions are exiled
here is where life is hard and makes sense
where stories are not stolen
where I stand and watch myself descending
from six blocks away.

","images":["wia-4233.jpeg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":132,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4234,"title":"Beran Birtan","slug":"beran-birtan","date":"2022-07-27","author":"Beran Birtan","excerpt":"The boy at the smallest workshop in the bazaar and the woman who saw him There was a boy who worked in a workshop on the third floor of a passage situated in the narrowest street of the bazaar. The workshop was the smallest among others, yet it was so full that sometimes it...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Blogs 2022","slug":"blogs-2022"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5d","images":["wia-4234.jpg"],"reading_time":18,"word_count":3542,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4235,"title":"Burce Kaya","slug":"burce-kaya","date":"2022-07-27","author":"Burçe Kaya","excerpt":"A World without a Nation by Burçe Kaya It was an ordinary Sunday for Frida. The night before that, her mother told her goodnight stories and waited by her side until she fell asleep. Everything was how it should have been. But in the morning when she woke up, she felt like...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Blogs 2022","slug":"blogs-2022"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5e","images":["wia-4235.jpg"],"reading_time":7,"word_count":1361,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4236,"title":"I Wish I Didn’t Give Myself a Birth That Day by Irem Erkan","slug":"irem-erkan","date":"2022-07-27","author":"Irem Erkan","excerpt":"Here I will start with the murder of the choir. Let them not go on with telling the story. I want to stop the flow of history, I want to get out of drama. To control the flow of time, the destiny of the world. \" Morals according to Medea \"Through the snowy beech forest in the...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Blogs 2022","slug":"blogs-2022"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$5f","images":["wia-4236.jpg"],"reading_time":12,"word_count":2361,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4237,"title":"Enough by Yelena Babayan","slug":"yelena-babayan","date":"2022-07-27","author":"Yelena Babayan","excerpt":"I Tomozz, they’ll come to propose ya…. - said my father and nervously swallowed a spoon of soup. Trying to understand who those words were addressed to and thinking that it was a joke I looked at my sister and then again at my father. Sirush, tomozz have your daughter ready,...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"Blogs 2022","slug":"blogs-2022"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$60","images":["wia-4237.jpeg"],"reading_time":39,"word_count":7864,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4232,"title":"THE POWER OF CULUTRAL DIPLOMACY: LITERATURE WITHOUT BOARDERS","slug":"the-power-of-cultural-dipomacy","date":"2022-07-25","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"The Power of Cultural Diplomacy: Literature without Boarders project was implemented by ARI Literature Foundation in January – July 2022. The project was implemented in the framework of The EU-funded “Support to the Armenia-Turkey Normalisation Process: Stage 3” (ATNP-3)...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"Online 2022","slug":"online-2022"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"$61","images":["wia-4232.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":390,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4231,"title":"Nana Abuladze: WiA 2018 Alumni nominated for the Tsinandali Prize","slug":"nana-abuladze-wia-2018-alumni-nominated-for-the-tsinandali-prize","date":"2020-12-15","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Nana Abuladze, alumni of the International Writing Camp Write in Armenia 2018 presented to the public a novel, which is a bland of different genres and styles. \"Akumi\" is a novel about unfulfilled desires, longing and lo...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

Nana Abuladze, alumni of the International Writing Camp Write in Armenia 2018 presented to the public a novel, which is a bland of different genres and styles. \"Akumi\" is a novel about unfulfilled desires, longing and loneliness. The novel is a text full of intertextual links with other Georgian as well as non-Georgian, philosophical, religious and fictional texts. The novel has already won acclaim – this year it has been nominated for the Tsinandali Prize (Tsinandali Prize is the annual award for young people who work in arts or science and are under age 30). Good job, Nana!

","images":["img-4232.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":98,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4222,"title":"Daria Piskozub: WiA 2018 Alumni and a New Name in Fantasy Literature","slug":"daria-piskozub-wia-2018-alumni-and-a-new-name-in-fantasy-literature","date":"2020-12-14","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"A debut novel by WiA 2018 Alumni Daria Piskozub! Daria is the winner of the Ukrainian fantasy novel contest “Brama 2019” (“Gateway 2019”) with a a gripping techno-fantasy about the post-apocalyptic future, which is entit...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

A debut novel by WiA 2018 Alumni Daria Piskozub! Daria is the winner of the Ukrainian fantasy novel contest “Brama 2019” (“Gateway 2019”) with a a gripping techno-fantasy about the post-apocalyptic future, which is entitled \"

Machina

\"!

A man needs a god\r
... even if this god is a machine.\r
So proud of you, Daria!

","images":["img-4220.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":56,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4217,"title":"Oskana Lebedivna: 2020 Smoloskyp Publishing House Writing Prize","slug":"oskana-lebedivna-2020-smoloskyp-publishing-house-writing-prize","date":"2020-12-14","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Oskana Lebedivna, WiA 2018 alumni, has won the 2020 Smoloskyp Publishing House Writing Prize (3d award) for the poetry script \"The Messengers\". This is one of the biggest annual contests for young writers in Ukraine. Smo...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

Oskana Lebedivna, WiA 2018 alumni, has won the

2020

Smoloskyp Publishing House Writing Prize (3d award) for the poetry script \"The Messengers\". This is one of the biggest annual contests for young writers in Ukraine. Smoloskyp Publishing House Writing Prize is an award for poetry, prose, plays, children's literature, and essays since

1993

. Lots of successful Ukrainian writers, e.g., Serhiy Zhadan, Taras Prokhasko, Kateryna Babkina, Sophia Andrukhovych, and Myroslav Laiuk, received the Smoloskyp Publishing House Writing Prize at the time. Our congratulations, Oksana!

","images":["img-3021.jpg","img-4215.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":84,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4212,"title":"Winner of the Limnisa Short Story Competition 2020: Alumni Achievement.","slug":"winner-of-the-limnisa-short-story-competition-2020-alumni-achievement-2","date":"2020-12-14","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Gayane Vardanyan, Write in Armenia International Writing Camp alumni, recognized as the winner of the International Writing Competition with her amazing short story The Game . This year the contest topic was Stay Rude . ...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

Gayane Vardanyan,

Write in Armenia

International Writing Camp alumni, recognized as the winner of the International Writing Competition with her amazing short story

The Game

. This year the contest topic was

Stay Rude

. As the organizers note “writing is not like athletics. Every story has its own flavor, and what it makes you think and feel is at least partly subjective. ”Gayane’s story surely has its own flavor and a strong character. Follow the

link

to read it and feel it․

","images":["img-4208.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":83,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4198,"title":"Success story from Anna Grigoryan, Write in Armenia International Writing Camp alumni","slug":"success-story-from-anna-grigoryan-write-in-armenia-international-writing-camp-alumni","date":"2020-12-14","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Great news for the fans of intellectual literature! Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s famous 2012 TEDx talk “We Should All Be Feminists” has been translated into Armenian by WiA alumni Anna Grigoryan. As Anna noticed during t...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[],"content_html":"

Great news for the fans of intellectual literature! Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s famous 2012 TEDx talk “We Should All Be Feminists” has been translated into Armenian by WiA alumni Anna Grigoryan. As Anna noticed during the panel discussion dedicated to the translation of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie into Armenian “translating Adichie’s TEDx-talk-turned-book was a challenging but rewarding experience. The process involved finding similarities between the Nigerian and Armenian cultures, understanding the subtle nuances of the original text, and experimenting with the translating language.”She went on to say that besides challenging and enhancing her translation skills, Adichie’s text has played a significant role in shaping her as a woman and a feminist.

More information on the event can be reached

here.

","images":["img-4201.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":119,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4129,"title":"Another Success Story by Write in Armenia IWC 2018 Alumna Gvantsa Gubeladze","slug":"another-success-story-by-write-in-armenia-iwc-2018-alumna-gvantsa-gubeladze","date":"2019-02-12","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Another success story by Write in Armenia IWC 2018 alumna! The Girls of Sulem by Gvantsa Gubeladze has became one of the winner stories of national competition ‘Bestseller 2018’ in Georgia. The competition was conducted...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"The Girls of Sulem","slug":"the-girls-of-sulem"}],"content_html":"$62","images":["img-4136.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":176,"country":"Armenia","type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4123,"title":"Write in Armenia IWC 2018: Another Tangible Outcome - Mentor-Mentee Programme","slug":"write-in-armenia-iwc-2018-another-tangible-outcome-mentor-mentee-programme","date":"2019-02-11","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Write in Armenia International Writing Camp was just the start of something bigger – of motivation and collaboration. The tight bond between the participants from different countries was created, and became the reason fo...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$63","images":["img-4126.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":189,"country":"Armenia","type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4107,"title":"Ceren Turkkan, Prize-Winner Participant of Write in Armenia IWC 2018","slug":"ceren-turkkan-prize-winner-participant-of-the-write-in-armenia-iwc-2018","date":"2019-02-07","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"The Ordu, Culture and Art Association of Turkey (Guzel Ordu Kultur ve Sanat Dernegi) organized a story contest open to participation of all ages in the national and international arena this year. The theme of the literar...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"

The Ordu, Culture and Art Association of Turkey (Guzel Ordu Kultur ve Sanat Dernegi) organized a story contest open to participation of all ages in the national and international arena this year. The theme of the literary competition was “Children Rights”. It was aimed to evaluate the work of the people who are interested in writing with a new view and interpretation to the society on children's rights. Ceren Turkkan was selected first by jury with the story of “Hatred for the White”. The story about “Being a Child Bride \" was first among hundreds of stories. Ceren Turkkan who got Istanbul’s attention with her young age was also nominated for the youngest award-winning writer that year. Among the award-winning writers, the young writer award was presented at a ceremony held in Istanbul. The award ceremony, attended by prominent politicians and artists, was published in several national and local newspapers.

","images":["img-4108.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":150,"country":"Turkey","type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":4099,"title":"The Dreamer and The Punishment","slug":"the-dreamer-and-the-punishment","date":"2019-01-27","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"“Yet each man kills the thing he loves,\r By each let this be heard,\r Some do it with a bitter look,\r Some with a flattering word,\r The coward does it with a kiss,\r The brave man with a sword!\" Oscar Wilde, a member of a ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"}],"tags":[{"name":"#writeinarmenia","slug":"writeinarmenia"},{"name":"#literature","slug":"literature"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"oscarwilde","slug":"oscarwilde"},{"name":"Turkishwriter","slug":"turkishwriter"}],"content_html":"$64","images":["img-4100.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":818,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3091,"title":"desperate not reach the final goal, but do everything","slug":"3091","date":"2019-01-22","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"Feeling: the one where you are writing your essays and submitting your application forms, applying for interviews and trying to answer questions you don't know the answer to. The one where you are working for something i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"feelings","slug":"feelings"}],"content_html":"

Feeling: the one where you are writing your essays and submitting your application forms, applying for interviews and trying to answer questions you don't know the answer to. The one where you are working for something incredible and imporbable, racing before the deadline

desperate not reach the final goal, but do everything

","images":[],"reading_time":1,"word_count":52,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3624,"title":"შემოდგომის სიმღერა","slug":"%e1%83%a8%e1%83%94%e1%83%9b%e1%83%9d%e1%83%93%e1%83%92%e1%83%9d%e1%83%9b%e1%83%98%e1%83%a1-%e1%83%a1%e1%83%98%e1%83%9b%e1%83%a6%e1%83%94%e1%83%a0%e1%83%90","date":"2019-01-21","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"‘You return like Autumn...and I fall every time. ‘ \n Anonimous \n შშშ... გარეთ შემოდგომა სრულდება...\r გესმის?\r ჩჩჩ... მოუსმინე ზამთარი დგება... ის შენგან დგება,\r დიდხანს იყურება სულის სარკეში,\r მხრებს ისწორებს,\r რომ არასდ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Geogria","slug":"geogria"}],"content_html":"

\n
‘You return like Autumn...and I fall every time. ‘
\n
Anonimous
\n

შშშ... გარეთ შემოდგომა სრულდება...\r
გესმის?\r
ჩჩჩ... მოუსმინე ზამთარი დგება...

ის შენგან დგება,\r
დიდხანს იყურება სულის სარკეში,\r
მხრებს ისწორებს,\r
რომ არასდროს დაბრუნდეს შენთან !

შენც გრძნობ რომ გტკივა,\r
არასოდეს ბრუნდები მისკენ !\r
და ანიავებ დავიწყების მზისფერ კალოზე...

ჩჩჩ... გარეთ შემოდგომა სრულდება...\r
შშშ... ორი ნაბიჯია ზამთრის მოსვლამდე !

","images":[],"reading_time":1,"word_count":56,"country":null,"type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3862,"title":"The Sun of Truth","slug":"the-sun-of-truth","date":"2018-12-29","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"“Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holly Spirit,” the priest proclaimed. The chorus chanted: “Ameen!” It was the Christmas Eve. As the majority of people go to church only twice a year, on Christmas Eve ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"Christmas","slug":"christmas"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"$65","images":["img-3857.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":785,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"abuladzenana@yahoo.com"},{"id":3836,"title":"Ճռռոց","slug":"%d5%b3%d5%bc%d5%bc%d5%b8%d6%81","date":"2018-12-04","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"լսել, հասկանալ, ներել, գրկել, սիրել, ստել, գոռալ, լալ, լսել, հասկանալ, ներել, գրկել, սիրել, ստել, գոռալ, լալ, լսել, հասկանալ, ներել, ․․․․․․․ ․․․․․․․ ․․․․․․․ լսել, հասկանալ, Չներել։ փակվող դռան ճռռոց։","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"love","slug":"love"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"

լսել,

հասկանալ,

ներել,

գրկել,

սիրել,

ստել,

գոռալ,

լալ,

լսել,

հասկանալ,

ներել,

գրկել,

սիրել,

ստել,

գոռալ,

լալ,

լսել,

հասկանալ,

ներել,

․․․․․․․

լսել,

հասկանալ,

Չներել։

փակվող դռան ճռռոց։

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I always thought that I should stick to prose, but Write in Armenia taught me to

1). be aware of my boundaries

2). and push myself

3). and explore.

Day one.

An endless void,

length of a bed.

Day five.

An infinite chasm,

length of a folden bed sheet.

Tonight. Last night. We unite,

On the same pillow, Young Writers in Armenia.

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My grandmother likes to look at the flowerbed in front of the ceramics...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"memories","slug":"memories"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$69","images":["img-3785.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":347,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com","revision":{"title":"Бабушка","excerpt":"My grandmother likes telling me her stories from the time she was a teacher. She now is retired, but she remembers every single one of her students. My grandmother likes to look at the flowerbed in front of the ceramics...","content_html":"$6a","images":["img-3785.jpg"],"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"word_count":347,"reading_time":2,"submitted_at":"2026-11-07T20:18:20.471Z"}},{"id":3763,"title":"WELCOME TO COTTAGE #8 !","slug":"welcome-to-cottage-8","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"ჩვენი პოსტები დღიურებივითაა... იმ დღიურებივით, რომელსაც ყოველდღე უზიარებ შენს ემოციებს (სხვათაშორის, ემოციების მოთოკვა საზიანოა ჯანმრთელობისთვის). ათი დღე უკვე გავიდა... ჩემოდანი ჩავალაგე და გამოსამშვიდობებელი საუბრებისთ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$6b","images":["img-3774.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":347,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3771,"title":"„Us“ in terms of „Them“","slug":"them-in-terms-of-us","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Oksana Lebedivna","excerpt":"She believes there is a difference between what goes on the outside and what goes inside. 'Them' towards 'Us' (*by the way, a poem below has it's original author) : That’s not the conflict That’s stealing the la...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$6c","images":["img-3772.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":254,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"oklebedivna@ukr.net"},{"id":3767,"title":"Իմ Արևը","slug":"%d5%ab%d5%b4-%d5%a1%d6%80%d6%87%d5%a8","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Չկա մի բան, որ դու անես, Ու ես թողնեմ քեզ, գնամ։ Չկա հայացք, որ ինձ նետես, Ու ես քեզնից նեղանամ։ Թափահարիր ձեռքերդ, Քնքուշ մատներդ, Ահաբեկիր քո խոսքերով․ Չկա մի խոսք, որ ինձ նետես, Որից հետո կհեռանամ։ Չէ՛, չկա ու չի լինի...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$6d","images":["img-3768.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":138,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3762,"title":"In 10 Years from Now","slug":"in-10-years-from-now","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"In 10 years from now we will be in our thirties. May be we will have our dream jobs, we will be published writers, some of us will have beloved families, others will choose to see the world or to stick to one particular ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$6e","images":["img-3728.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":437,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":3759,"title":"Palpable","slug":"palpable","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Something That you’ve met before; Closer Than the skin you own; Tethered To the breath you take; Daunting As a sudden quake; Nails Piercing skin & bone; Mourning Through the night till dawn; Killing All that came befor...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Something

That you’ve met before;

Closer

Than the skin you own;

Tethered

To the breath you take;

Daunting

As a sudden quake;

Nails

Piercing skin & bone;

Mourning

Through the night till dawn;

Killing

All that came before;

Quiet

Like a mother’s song;

Burning

Everything inside;

Pounding

Of a heartbeat, fast;

Running

Far into the trees;

Climbing

All the mountains steep;

Where

Will your fingers hide?

How

Can you overcome

The Love

That will never hurt?

A Love

That will always search?

","images":["img-3760.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":82,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3755,"title":"Հներն անցան, ամեն բան նոր է","slug":"%d5%b0%d5%b6%d5%a5%d6%80%d5%b6-%d5%a1%d5%b6%d6%81%d5%a1%d5%b6-%d5%a1%d5%b4%d5%a5%d5%b6-%d5%a2%d5%a1%d5%b6-%d5%b6%d5%b8%d6%80-%d5%a7","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Հուշապատի կողքով քայլելիս խնդրեցին կարդալ փորագրությունները։ Որոշ անունները ծանոթ էին, նույնիսկ կրկնում էին իրենց արտասանությամբ։ Դեպի մույթերը տանող ամեն քայլս վստահ ու վախվորած էր։ Հավերժական կրակը շրջապատված չէր մեխակ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"conflict","slug":"conflict"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"Armenia-Turkey","slug":"armenia-turkey"},{"name":"#reflection","slug":"reflection"},{"name":"#peace","slug":"peace"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"The Armenian Genocide","slug":"the-armenian-genocide"},{"name":"Conflict Resolution","slug":"conflict-resolution"}],"content_html":"$6f","images":["img-3757.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":451,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3752,"title":"Suspiciously Interesting or Interestingly Suspicious","slug":"suspiciously-interesting-or-interestingly-suspicious","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"The first meeting was like the feeling when you catch the glimpses of the sun in the holes made by leafless trees in the late autumn evening. Sometimes the girl was lost in the depth of the eyes that wasn’t hers but belo...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"#breakups","slug":"breakups"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$70","images":["img-3753.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":210,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":3743,"title":"Watcha doin'?","slug":"watcha-doin","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"A friend of mine asked me a few minutes ago what I was doing. I told him I was trying to write something, but I wasn't on a mood so I didn’t know what to write about but I had to. Then he told me to write about how I cou...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"short writing","slug":"short-writing"}],"content_html":"

A friend of mine asked me a few minutes ago what I was doing. I told him I was trying to write something, but I wasn't on a mood so I didn’t know what to write about but I had to.

Then he told me to write about how I couldn’t write about anything right now.

My muse went on a trip to the Caribbean.

That’s the story.

Thank you.

The end.

","images":["img-3744.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":72,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":3733,"title":"***","slug":"3733","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"Моя дорогая Рыбонька, There is a bit more than a week since I left you and I have so much to tell and to discuss. We have had so many nice conversations here ( but may be you will laugh for ten minutes when you hear them...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"short writing","slug":"short-writing"}],"content_html":"

Моя дорогая Рыбонька,

There is a bit more than a week since I left you and I have so much to tell and to discuss. We have had so many nice conversations here ( but may be you will laugh for ten minutes when you hear them), but I still miss you and your skeptical opinion. I hope that will talk earlier than you get this postcard.

Say hello to your mom, miss her too.

Your Masha.

Where to: Троєщина, Київ","images":["img-3740.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":81,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marriakoltsova@gmail.com"},{"id":3736,"title":"My imagination","slug":"my-imagination","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"When I was 6 years old, I imagined that I am a pirate. I’m genius fighter, of course, I have a great saber and a big snake in my own cabin. And in a free time I write a memories about our pirates adventures and stories a...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"memories","slug":"memories"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$71","images":["img-3737.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":294,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":3732,"title":"In the Forest","slug":"in-the-forest","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"An hour ago, my cousin Nikita fell while skiing. He could not get up and now he lies on the snow in the forest. My mother stays with him. Six o'clock. Dark and cold. I called an ambulance to the edge of the forest. She...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$72","images":["img-3734.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":597,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3723,"title":"Fainting","slug":"fainting","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"I fainted in the bus between stops “Metro station Troparevo” and “Teplostanskoy travel”. I was happy, I thought today was the day off and I was finally getting some sleep. Suddenly I felt very hurt, someone hit me on the...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I fainted in the bus between stops “Metro station Troparevo” and “Teplostanskoy travel”. I was happy, I thought today was the day off and I was finally getting some sleep. Suddenly I felt very hurt, someone hit me on the cheek. I opened my eyes, my hands already shoved the chocolate and sweet water. \"The last stop.\" I realized that I went far beyond the Moscow ring road on the last bus.

","images":["img-3727.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":72,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3711,"title":"Armenian holiday","slug":"armenian-holiday","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"A very wise man once said 'The world is a book, and those who don't travel read only a page'... So, When you travel somewhere it's like to read some book... of course this books may be considered as a good or bad book. T...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

A very wise man once said 'The world is a book, and those who don't travel read only a page'...

So, When you travel somewhere it's like to read some book... of course this books may be considered as a good or bad book.

Travel in Armenia is a good book.

Today we have no problem of accees information but we don't know so many things about our world.

I must confess that I was completely ignorant in Armenian literature and Armenian culture... One what I knew was so famous \"Gata\"... well, it's a cake and I love candy...

Now, I know so many thing...

","images":["img-3722.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":105,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3725,"title":"On gravitational waves, artist’s heart and friendship without borders","slug":"on-gravitational-waves-artists-heart-and-friendship-without-borders","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"On October 17 2016 scientists detected the existence of gravitational waves – wrinkles in space and time, caused by interaction of two neutron stars. They confirmed Einstein’s prediction and concluded that every object i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$73","images":["img-3728.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":604,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3720,"title":"Շիշկա","slug":"%d5%b7%d5%ab%d5%b7%d5%af%d5%a1","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Anna Grigoryan","excerpt":"- Քոռացա ես, դեղ ես խմո՞ւմ, - ասաց համարիս մաքրուհիներից մեկը ու ցավազրկողը բարձրացնելով սրբեց սեղանի վրա դինջ քնած փոշին, - իմանայի քեզ մեր Դիլիջանսկի մուրաբաներից կբերեի միանգամից կլավանայիր: Համ խոսում էր, համ արագ-ար...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"essay","slug":"essay"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"$74","images":["img-3721.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":418,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"anna.grigoryan913@gmail.com"},{"id":3706,"title":"Frankfurt, 20..","slug":"frankfurt-20","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"It is called “Lesung” here. Although that’s not my first time, I’m nervous. I’m trying to do what Germans call “sich ablenken” – to think about something else. My endeavor is futile, though – I’m still very nervous. My a...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"lastpost","slug":"lastpost"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$75","images":[],"reading_time":3,"word_count":561,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"abuladzenana@yahoo.com"},{"id":3675,"title":"On the feeling of sadness, goodbyes and \"how to eat it\"","slug":"on-the-feeling-of-sadness-goodbyes-and-how-to-eat-it","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"Feeling: the one when you think you have been at IWC Write in Armenia 2018 for long years but in a second persuade yourself it was yesterday when you opened your luggage and struggled to remember a bunch of foreign names...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$76","images":["img-3709.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":268,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3694,"title":"La Cetra","slug":"la-cetra","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"That was my first time to play with an orchestra. So, I was extremely nervous. I had no idea how it would sound. I also feared that I might fail to understand the gestures of the conductor and do something inappropriate....","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"music","slug":"music"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"$77","images":[],"reading_time":1,"word_count":249,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"abuladzenana@yahoo.com"},{"id":3700,"title":"The Tainted White","slug":"the-tainted-white","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"White is always perceived as flawless and clean. \n White always represents goodness, brightness, smoothness, light. \n But it was different for me. \n I met an old woman. Her beauty was clouled by her wrinkled skin. Her tr...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$78","images":["img-3701.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":502,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3603,"title":"Wings","slug":"wings","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"Will my wings be cut off tomorrow If I don't hold on to everyone of you. Will my wings be cut off tomorrow and Fly away with all of you. All of you breath, transform, embrace Inspiration. The more inspiration we give eac...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"a new end","slug":"a-new-end"},{"name":"a new beginning","slug":"a-new-beginning"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Internation Writing Camp","slug":"internation-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"

Will my wings be cut off tomorrow

If I don't hold on to everyone of you.

Will my wings be cut off tomorrow and

Fly away with all of you.

All of you breath, transform, embrace

Inspiration.

The more inspiration we give each other

The harder we will suffocate.

And I know that we will suffocate.

***

Met strangers at the airport

Now they are no longer unknown

What if my wings are cut off tomorrow?

But those wings grew strong at least.

But we will stay in touch

But...

But we all will create something special...

","images":["img-3691.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":97,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3695,"title":"The power of nature","slug":"the-power-of-nature","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"I am standing on the balcony The surface of my soul like a calm lake All my demons fell asleep When you look at the mountains the importance of your problems declines to something weak and miserable. You can feel like fu...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"memories","slug":"memories"},{"name":"Ingternational Writing Camp","slug":"ingternational-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"

I am standing on the balcony

The surface of my soul like a calm lake

All my demons fell asleep

When you look at the mountains the importance of your problems declines to something weak and miserable. You can feel like full of love person

You are able to heal all your illnesses, to betray your depression, to forget about all routine stuff

Only in such space I can feel my own identity really clearly. What can be stronger than the power of nature?

","images":["img-3696.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":84,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":3679,"title":"Composition","slug":"composition","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"Looking for “conflict”? You should look at dictionary. I will not tell you about the conflict. I will tell you about “composition”. You’ll see them near the dictionary. People have always expressed their emotions, worrie...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$79","images":["img-3689.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":160,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":3673,"title":"Ուրիշ ձմեռ","slug":"%d5%b8%d6%82%d6%80%d5%ab%d5%b7-%d5%b1%d5%b4%d5%a5%d5%bc","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"… 2 պատ։ Քարե։ Կարծր։ Աչքերդ տխուր են։ Շուրթերդ՝ ուրախ։ Հոնքերդ՝ բարկացած։ Առավոտները ձյան հոտ ունեն։ Երեկոները՝ թեյի համ։ Մենք մեծ մասամբ լռում ենք, Որովհետև էլ ասելու բան չի մնացել։ Որովհետև քո մեջ էլ գարուն չի մնացել,...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$7a","images":["img-3680.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":135,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":3681,"title":"Villain","slug":"villain","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"I was the villain. I was the one who commits but doesn’t notice I was the beloved brother, the successful son The one who they showed him as an example. I was the whip they used on him to nurture Looking at his blank...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I was the villain.

I was the one who commits but doesn’t notice

I was the beloved brother,

the successful son

The one who they showed him

as an example. I was the whip they used

on him to nurture

Looking at his blank expression

his unyielding face like paper

like lucid waters with no intention

even no metaphor he can retain

This is what a wrong

mirror can do

Ripping his image

from his own

self, giving him that

which he never understood

I am the villain

for making this beauty

stained by change

a change that should have

never been imposed

by the soft hand of family.

","images":["img-3684.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":109,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":3677,"title":"Truth or Dare","slug":"truth-or-dare","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"I am afraid of writing about politics. History and the international relations are my personal interests, actually. I want to write hostorical novels in the future but writing an historical topic is like playing the trut...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"story","slug":"story"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$7b","images":["img-3682.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":415,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3663,"title":"deconstruct","slug":"deconstruct","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"нам бы на москву, пусть десять раз она неладна\r\nзакинуть надо б контрабандой пару контейнеров тепла - Mumiy Troll conflict is a construct we build\r bored or oppressed\r angry or intimidated\r overwhelmed or offended\r bric...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"нам бы на москву, пусть десять раз она неладна\r\nзакинуть надо б контрабандой пару контейнеров тепла

- Mumiy Troll

conflict is a construct we build\r
bored or oppressed\r
angry or intimidated\r
overwhelmed or offended\r
brick by brick\r
one after another\r
layering our\r
prejudices\r
hatred\r
misunderstandings\r
blames\r
the wall seems to be solid\r
unbreakable\r
it might be\r
and still\r
we

can

deconstruct it\r
we already have all the tools\r
in our hands

","images":["img-3669.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":71,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":2837,"title":"To My Dear X","slug":"to-my-dear-x","date":"2018-11-19","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"From the words that we listed a few days ago when talking about the meanings of travelling, I chose ‘lonely’, and I took the definition which is: an empty house among other houses that are full of people. The first time ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$7c","images":[],"reading_time":2,"word_count":351,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":3630,"title":"Wake up","slug":"wake-up","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"'You return like Autumn...and I fall every time.' \n Anonymous \r\n One day I received a message from the unknow girl... She didn't know that her sms was sent by mistake. Definitely, I wasn't adressat... It' was a strange...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

\n
'You return like Autumn...and I fall every time.'
\n
Anonymous
\r\n

One day I received a message from the unknow girl...

She didn't know that her sms was sent by mistake.

Definitely, I wasn't adressat...

It' was a strange notification: 'There's nothing more far then your name', 'I miss nothing more than heat of your cold fingers', ' sometimes I feel hurt'...

I got upsset.

She was in trouble... She was fighting in her own inner battle...

The pain in her soul was so acute...

I wanted to say something like : \"Don't worry\"... but I found it was nothing but a silly words.

She needed words with full of power.

She needed some words which would tell her that life goes on...

finally, I wrote her

'wake up !' ","images":["img-3640.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":128,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3632,"title":"It’s Silly","slug":"its-silly","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"It’s silly that people hate each other Because of their governments. It’s painful that we can’t desire The things we are not allowed. It’s ugly that there are sufferings, Diseases and disabilities Because twenty peop...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

It’s silly that people hate each other

Because of their governments.

It’s painful that we can’t desire

The things we are not allowed.

It’s ugly that there are sufferings,

Diseases and disabilities

Because twenty people decided suddenly

To prove their huge influence.

It’s sad that we live surrounded by

Boundaries, prejudice, censorship,

Trust all these news and articles

Which poison our happiness.

It’s awful that we are dying

Saving the state property,

Living without confidence,

Abandoned by our consciousness.

Let’s now change our destiny.

Let’s be a single entity.

Let’s accept our differences

And forgive our enemies.

","images":["img-3638.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":97,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3634,"title":"Swimming through the day","slug":"gliding-through-the-day","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"Describe your day by measuring your fluids in it: I wake up. My nose is running, a little spring of water from a fountain. My eyes are teary from the morning light. Emma starts getting ready for the day. I snooze my ala...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$7d","images":["img-3635.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":665,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3626,"title":"Sunny Persimmons","slug":"sunny-persimmons","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"Some feelings are not meant to be dealt with. They are meant to chewed, slowly, and swallowed down your throat and digested in your small intestine. They are meant to be eaten. Below, an example of such feeling: Feeling:...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$7e","images":["img-3627.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":216,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3612,"title":"Toy Story","slug":"toy-story","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"It was almost evening when my Mom let me go to my neighbors house. We’d been playing for a long time when she returned to take me back. I remember it was snowing so hard and the snow completely covered my feet. I was wra...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"toy story","slug":"toy-story"}],"content_html":"$7f","images":["img-3613.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":369,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":3608,"title":"Նոր Լեզու","slug":"%d5%b6%d5%b8%d6%80-%d5%ac%d5%a5%d5%a6%d5%b8%d6%82","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Anna Grigoryan","excerpt":"Ֆրիդան նկարում էր ջարդվածը: Գույները վառ էին, ճչացող, չանգռող ու մի քիչ էլ մազոտ: Ողնաշարը երկար-բարակ գնում էր մինչև շրջազգեստի վերջին ծալքը: Ծալքերը խորն էին ու կարուձևում օգտագործվող ամենապինդ նյութից: Վզից կախված գնդ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$80","images":["img-3609.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":255,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"anna.grigoryan913@gmail.com"},{"id":3598,"title":"Conflicts","slug":"conflicts","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"That’s not the conflict. That’s stealing the languages Cultures Territories Of other countries That’s not the conflict. That ’s stealing futures Pasts Presents of other nations That’s not the conflict\r That’s stealing pe...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

That’s not the

conflict.

That’s stealing the languages

Cultures

Territories

Of other countries

That’s not the conflict.

That ’s stealing futures

Pasts

Presents of other nations

That’s not the conflict\r
That’s stealing peace,

Safety

Lifes of people

That is not a conflict.

That is the weight of guilt

That we are going to feel whole our lifes.

","images":["img-3599.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":57,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marriakoltsova@gmail.com"},{"id":3593,"title":"I Know That You","slug":"i-know-that-you","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"I don't know, this city,\r How many leaves have gone up in the shadows?\r How many tears filled the sea on the shore?\r I don't know, these rains,\r How many memories come to mind, this time?\r This is no time for celebration...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I don't know, this city,\r
How many leaves have gone up in the shadows?\r
How many tears filled the sea on the shore?\r
I don't know, these rains,\r
How many memories come to mind, this time?\r
This is no time for celebration fever.\r
Now, darling,\r
Play something sad, without hesitation.\r
I know that you,\r
You're the reason I ran away from this whole city.\r
You're the best reason I couldn't deny it.

","images":["img-3594.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":72,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3587,"title":"The Unborn Sun","slug":"unborn-sun","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"It was a night in the desolate, cold and lonely mountains of the east, where the brutal storms flying. \n Dawn was approaching. \n They were walking for a long time. The Tall Apraham, who was walking forth of the community...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$81","images":["img-3588.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":815,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3582,"title":"One More Cup of Coffee","slug":"one-more-cup-of-coffee","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Halil Akgündüz","excerpt":"It’s been said that one cup of coffee can solve every kind of conflict. Caffeine acts as a central nervous system stimulant. When it reaches your brain, the most noticeable effect is alertness. You’ll feel more awake and...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$82","images":["img-3583.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":644,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"hakgunduzz@gmail.com"},{"id":3577,"title":"I am so different than before","slug":"i-am-so-different-than-before","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"Before arrival: Now, I am on the plane. I am flying far away. We are going through all the turkey. We are going to Armenia. What I know about Armenia? I know that some historical and political issues between Armenia and...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"experiences","slug":"experiences"},{"name":"trips","slug":"trips"},{"name":"days","slug":"days"},{"name":"thanks","slug":"thanks"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$83","images":["img-3578.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":773,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":3568,"title":"Up and down","slug":"up-and-down","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Oksana Lebedivna","excerpt":"she has been getting same step s not lea ving her spot from day to day from year to year she ha s been crippl ed and speechless unable to put words to their boxes so many times did she use to think of ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$84","images":["img-3569.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":297,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"oklebedivna@ukr.net"},{"id":3556,"title":"The Play of Eagles","slug":"the-play-of-eagles","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"We are in a long, empty hall that has been built with stones. There are three wood tables in the hall: two of them are long and stand on left and right sides; the third one is in the middle of them, at the wall. There ar...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$85","images":["img-3561.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":609,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"abuladzenana@yahoo.com"},{"id":3563,"title":"My Body = Aeon","slug":"my-body-aeon","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Cradles of loss Humming eternally Into my bones While armies of gleams And a thousand Suns Enter so solemnly Into my night. Oceans of crimson, Dripping with grace, Cover the prisons Of love and of hate. Chains on my hand...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"experimental monologue","slug":"experimental-monologue"}],"content_html":"

Cradles of loss

Humming eternally

Into my bones

While armies of gleams

And a thousand Suns

Enter so solemnly

Into my night.

Oceans of crimson,

Dripping with grace,

Cover the prisons

Of love and of hate.

Chains on my hands

But sovereign mind?

Who is my Maker

And Who is my Life?

","images":["img-3564.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":52,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3557,"title":"Blue lake","slug":"blue-lake","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"Try to go into the blue lake. The water is cold, but you can understand this cold in the way you want. Try to hook the fish by your hand. Try to feel the mountains in your shoulders. You can choose the deep or the shallo...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$86","images":["img-3559.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":257,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":3445,"title":"Thickening Lines","slug":"thickening-lines","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"… When I was a kid, my grandma would tell me fairy tales and I’d believe her. Because she was my grandma. Because I wanted to believe. In her tales love would always win. She told stories of monsters and dwarfs falling i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"war","slug":"war"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$87","images":["img-3554.jpg"],"reading_time":8,"word_count":1698,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":3522,"title":"five fingers","slug":"3522","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"My days in the camp were like a slow song. They were nice. I'm sitting at a table in my cottage N11. Listening to Mitski - Two Slow Dancers. Everything makes more sense from a distance. So I need to go back to Tbilisi an...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

My days in the camp were like a slow song. They were nice.

I'm sitting at a table in my cottage N11.

Listening to Mitski - Two Slow Dancers.

Everything makes more sense from a distance. So I need to go back to Tbilisi and look at these days from afar. But the fact that I'll miss it is a fact already.

It's so easy to stay in your own bubble. You become lazy and unmotivated. You don't even want to look outside. But sometimes you get a chance to travel somewhere new, meet new people from your generation and find out, they are just like you and you fit with them like a piece of a puzzle.

You'd have never guessed you were just a piece before meeting them.

Really hope to meet other puzzles somewhere in the future.

But now I need to go back to Tbilisi and continue editing my book.

Safe.

knowing for a fact, that all over the world, people my age are sitting in their rooms, writing and dreaming.

Just like me.

","images":["img-3537.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":178,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3480,"title":"On bodies","slug":"on-bodies","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"My body is the veil Between the web that is my mind And my heart that shouts in the distance. For every pulse that runs through my essence There is mind to weight it And heart to detonate it And for every small idea My m...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

My body is the veil

Between the web that is my mind

And my heart that shouts in the distance.

For every pulse that runs through my essence

There is mind to weight it

And heart to detonate it

And for every small idea

My mind and my heart

Ask and ask

Look and look

For where it is that the spark is born

And how to bear it in the world.

Your body's an avatar

Of all the thoughts I'll never see

Of dreams and fears and words

That the body will not allow to tell me.

And when your body tells me

Only a small fraction of things you want to share

Mine will hear just a part

For all it really wants to hear

It will create itself.

","images":["img-3525.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":131,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3378,"title":"On Conflict and Literary Diplomacy","slug":"on-conflict-and-literary-diplomacy","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"Conflict, a notion which is constantly studied in disciplines of Political Science and International Relations, has the utmost importance in analyzing relations between societies. I believe that only through a careful co...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$88","images":["img-3517.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":698,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":3505,"title":"Conflict","slug":"conflict","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"It's so easy to wipe your dirty hands on someone else. I've tried it, it works. That's what individuals do. That's what countries do. Children learn to do it from young age.\r they break something and blame it on their yo...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$89","images":["img-3514.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":166,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3494,"title":"but empty space that makes a statement","slug":"3494","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"мои рассуждения в ответ на твои сообщения исключительно в четверг #1 the language itself creates the meaning or less is more.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

мои рассуждения в ответ на твои сообщения исключительно в четверг #1

the language itself creates the meaning

less is more.

","images":["img-3495.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":21,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3456,"title":"A creator","slug":"a-creator","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Oksana Lebedivna","excerpt":"my body is a coconut left in open water somewhere between New York and the Taj Mahal winds treat it as well as creators treat their creations but listen listen to me they all are just flowing out of my body just flow...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$8a","images":["img-3573.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":142,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"oklebedivna@ukr.net"},{"id":3473,"title":"Letters","slug":"letters","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"I have been writing small letters to you when you was working on the north. I was 10 or 11, still ver small and childish while my classmates started to grow up and pretend to be serious. I took really small peaces of squ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$8b","images":["img-3483.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":211,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marriakoltsova@gmail.com"},{"id":3470,"title":"I Don't feel Like Writing Today","slug":"i-dont-feel-like-writing-today","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"Writing has always been something, I've never understood. The more I write, the farthest it runs away from me. My eyes are closing and one-second dreams start. Didn't sleep well at night. At 4 am, I thought someone was i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$8c","images":["img-3476.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":236,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3393,"title":"Your body is my canvas","slug":"your-body-is-my-canvas","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"Your body is my canvas. Your eyes deep as the galaxy, Your smile brighter than the sun. Your body must be your canvas as well? Your body is a canvas. But I don't choose your colors, The paint is in your hands. Your body ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"monologue","slug":"monologue"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Your body is my canvas.

Your eyes deep as the galaxy,

Your smile brighter than the sun.

Your body must be your canvas as well?

Your body is a canvas.

But I don't choose your colors,

The paint is in your hands.

Your body is your canvas:

Abstract to others,

But clear for those who know your soul.

No, no I don't mean that abstract can't be clear.

I just hate the torturous changes.

But I take it as it is.

Your body is the perfect masterpiece.

The soundless click of your teeth

When you think.

The senseless movement of your feet.

","images":["img-3464.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":102,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3453,"title":"We are one","slug":"we-are-one","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"Are you brave? Are you wild? Can you abandon your real life?, Can you dip into some magic space in the tree, in the tea, in her eyes or her beam? Are you ripe just enough to create a new song in such hazy reality? Are yo...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Are you brave? Are you wild?

Can you abandon your real

life?,

Can you dip into some magic space in the tree, in the tea, in her eyes or her beam?

Are you ripe just enough to create a new song in such hazy reality? Are you don’t afraid to be chastened for your desire?

Can you really confront the demons you meet every day?

Are We all in one flow?

Yes, We are one. One fever of the world, one glory, one profound. And don’t be afraid, We can dip in this magic space together.

","images":["img-3457.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":96,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":3449,"title":"On antagonizing and turns","slug":"on-antagonizing-and-turns","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"As a child I really liked playing strategy games. I played “Lord of the Rings”, “Civilization” and “Sparta”, I played a lot and felt like I was learning the real world. Because it is just like “Civilization”, right? You ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Russia-Ukraine relations","slug":"russia-ukraine-relations"}],"content_html":"$8d","images":["img-3450.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":787,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3443,"title":"when god closes one eye","slug":"when-god-closes-one-eye","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"when god closes one eye\r he opens the other\r and high in the mountains\r the sun starts arising\r blinking - he’s smiling\r hearing our prayers\r never responding\r never betraying\r closer to blue skies\r we have no cover\r sta...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

when god closes one eye\r
he opens the other\r
and high in the mountains\r
the sun starts arising\r
blinking - he’s smiling\r
hearing our prayers\r
never responding\r
never betraying\r
closer to blue skies\r
we have no cover\r
standing before him\r
silent and solemn

","images":["img-3447.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":43,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":3437,"title":"Rebirth","slug":"rebirth","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"His body was right here… Bending over the world. Colorful as the rainbow. His body was present. Like my dreams. He can reject. But I saw it. The lightning. The fire. The world being destroyed and the universe being born ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"monologue","slug":"monologue"},{"name":"body","slug":"body"},{"name":"soul","slug":"soul"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

His body was right here… Bending over the world. Colorful as the rainbow. His body was present. Like my dreams.

He can reject. But I saw it. The lightning. The fire. The world being destroyed and the universe being born in him. I saw it, didn’t I?

I saw his body blossom. I saw it light up. I saw a rebirth. I saw his body crumble. I saw its curves, the tender and small crashes and fractions as it folds. I saw his body breathe. I saw his body finally melt into his soul. I saw the reunion. What else do I need?

It’s all temporary. Everything in this life is temporary. I didn’t say that, all the wise man of the world did. Things start. Things end. Sometimes they end before starting.

","images":["img-3441.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":133,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":3430,"title":"My Body Is a Garden","slug":"my-body-is-a-garden","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"My body is a garden. I bear this big juicy fruit inside it. I can feel it in my chest, growing, getting heavier day by day, it is hanging there like my future is hanging in the air, a promise of sweetness and ripeness.\r ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"monologue","slug":"monologue"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$8e","images":["img-3439.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":275,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":3428,"title":"Սիլվա","slug":"3428","date":"2018-11-18","author":"Anna Grigoryan","excerpt":"Վստահ եմ անունդ Սիլվա են դրել: Սիլվա շատ կսազի քեզ: Պիտի որբանոցում ձեռք բերած միակ ընկերներդ հաց ստանալու քեզ մենակ «Սիլվա» գոռան: 2018 թվականին տղամարդու կոշիկը մի քիչ երկար նասկիով հագնելը ճաշակն արտահայտելու արդյունա...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"essay","slug":"essay"},{"name":"Genocide","slug":"genocide"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$8f","images":["img-3431.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":479,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"anna.grigoryan913@gmail.com"},{"id":3424,"title":"My Body is...","slug":"my-body-is","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"My body is ... the Russian flag. Despite the fact that I don’t approve Putin, my body is patriotic. The top part of the flag is white, it’s my common color of skin. Maybe, it’s a bit yellow and beige thanks to my makeup...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"fire","slug":"fire"},{"name":"air","slug":"air"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$90","images":["img-3433.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":268,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3415,"title":"My body is a broken gift","slug":"my-body-is-a-broken-gift","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"Anna is sitting on the sofa, covered with two blankets. Nikolay and Nika are standing near the window. The stage is lightened up with the soft light of flour- lamp. -You know, I haven’t understand wheat I have had back t...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$91","images":["img-3416.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":188,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marriakoltsova@gmail.com"},{"id":3408,"title":"Վարդան","slug":"%d5%be%d5%a1%d6%80%d5%a4%d5%a1%d5%b6","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Anna Grigoryan","excerpt":"Write a piece about person who hurt you the most within 100 words. I still remember the sound of the crushing cassettes; the red of the blood from mum’s thumb; my trembling hands; the highest note of the scream I threw ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"memoir","slug":"memoir"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"Write a piece about person who hurt you the most within 100 words.

I still remember the sound of the crushing cassettes; the red of the blood from mum’s thumb; my trembling hands; the highest note of the scream I threw at you while leaving.\r\nUnder the bed, was our hiding place, and you knew it.\r\nMy hands were the trustees of his ears not to let the biting words climb into his little head and build their nest in it. I was ten, he was five, you were 43.\r\nI imagine you walking half-living half-dead along the halls of the asylum. The creeping sound of your slippers and heaviness of your mad head accomplish your portrait in my head.\r\nI am 21, he is 16 and you are still mad.\r\nForgiveness never crossed our roads.

","images":["img-3412.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":136,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"anna.grigoryan913@gmail.com"},{"id":3403,"title":"55% charged","slug":"language-terrorists","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"literature demolishes this world by the fact of its appearance (you did the same).","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

literature demolishes this world by the fact of its appearance

(you did the same).

","images":["img-3544.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":14,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3388,"title":"What makes a thing art?","slug":"what-makes-a-thing-art","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Halil Akgündüz","excerpt":"First, The piece has to resonate with people in order to become alive. You’re sharing a picture of two chairs dumped on the side of the trash. It represents something to you. Maybe the two people you have lost that yea...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"First,

The piece has to resonate with people in order to become alive.

You’re sharing a picture of two chairs dumped on the side of the trash. It represents something to you. Maybe the two people you have lost that year. But you just write “loss” on the caption.

No one knows exactly what you’re saying

Some try to understand

Some just like the picture

If you were to write more about the lost ones people would like it more. You’re sure about it. But you still don’t do it.

Sometimes all you need is something that you hide behind.

","images":["img-3400.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":100,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"hakgunduzz@gmail.com"},{"id":3374,"title":"I'll never do that to Esther","slug":"ill-never-do-that-to-esther","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"You said her soul has no depth, her mind is empty, she's not smart. I wouldn't say that to Esther. If I ever do, may I be cursed. You laughed and didn't read her poems. Your arrogance clear on your face, hands and words....","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"discipline","slug":"discipline"},{"name":"childhood trauma","slug":"childhood-trauma"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

You said her soul has no depth, her mind is empty, she's not smart. I wouldn't say that to Esther. If I ever do, may I be cursed.

You laughed and didn't read her poems. Your arrogance clear on your face, hands and words. You beat her up because she was on her period and could not stand still. You beat her up for not being able to memorize the geography homework, just because she did not care that much. You didn't think she deserved that red school diploma. You thought it was all corrupt. If I ever do this to Esther, may I be cursed again.

You wanted her to succeed but expressed yourself wrong. You pushed her to work harder by wrecking her soul. If I ever do that to Esther, may I be cursed!

Couldn't you just speak to her? Esther wanted your words not your slaps. Couldn't you embrace her when she made a mistake? She needed it.

","images":["img-3389.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":162,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3376,"title":"as the author mentioned","slug":"as-the-author-mentioned","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"уничтожая общую предметную память, невольно думаешь о той иерархии, в которую складывается уже-не-твой опыт.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

уничтожая общую предметную память,

невольно думаешь о той иерархии,

в которую складывается

уже-не-твой опыт.

","images":["img-3395.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":14,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3342,"title":"A Monologue","slug":"a-monologue","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"Here is a monologue to be conducted by Hamlet the Junior, a character with which I have been planning to re-write Hamlet. I don’t want to exist. No, at least not in this form, not as the being I am now. But I would not p...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Here is a monologue to be conducted by Hamlet the Junior, a character with which I have been planning to re-write Hamlet.

I don’t want to exist. No, at leastnot in this form, not as the beingI am now.But I would not preferto not exist eitherI wish I could bewhat is unlike me, the other.Oh, how happy I would beif my body was an eternal cloudto oversee time and attend CaesarWhile he is talking to himselfUnaware that Cleopatra is near.Look at the victor of deathstill in the middle of a desert,and his image better than a sphinx in magnificenceyet a void is growing in his hearthis heart, which tamed River Nile. Who am I then, who am I then, who am I to wish what couldn’t be done by this master?","images":["img-3380.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":147,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":3370,"title":"My body. Our body.","slug":"my-body-our-body","date":"2018-11-17","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"My body is clay. My body is sculptor’s wax, child’s plasticine. I am the sculptor. I am the child. My own child shaping my form of my clay. Of my body. I am changeable and unalterable, I shrink and expand. I am thin. I ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$92","images":["img-3371.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":357,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3360,"title":"Fire vs Air","slug":"fire-vs-air","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"His boy = Air Her body = Fire (Her body): - Can you imagine how people would live without me? (His body): -Yes I can. People can live without you actually they can not live without me (Her body): -I do not agree with you...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"fire","slug":"fire"},{"name":"air","slug":"air"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"dialogue","slug":"dialogue"}],"content_html":"$93","images":["img-3361.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":188,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":3300,"title":"No borders, just boxes","slug":"no-bordersjust-boxes","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"She thinks in English, embraces her Armenianness and thinks of Russian as lyrical. She puts those languages into different boxes and opens them one by one. Sometimes quickly, sometimes slow. Where to fit the tiny little ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

She thinks in English, embraces her Armenianness and thinks of Russian as lyrical. She puts those languages into different boxes and opens them one by one. Sometimes quickly, sometimes slow.

Where to fit the tiny little boxes of French and Korean?

She just lets them go. She even dropped a couple of the above mentioned boxes so carelessly that for a minute or two she was left speechless. She can unite all those three languages together. Not necessarily use them all at once, but use them together partially which will make her literature even more meaningful.

Yes, she is trapped. Yes dear reader, you're remembering right. We are our worst enemy. But she has to turn that double sided sword into a magic wand. She is no wizard, but her will is magic. She is no linguist, but her knowledge is keen.

","images":["img-3302.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":142,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3338,"title":"Never white","slug":"never-white","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Oksana Lebedivna","excerpt":"This is Anna. She writes. Her writings is something that touches you both emotionally and intellectually. Her hair. Her hair is a specific environment she stays in, a sort of key to her personality you figure out at firs...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

This is Anna. She writes. Her writings is something that touches you both emotionally and intellectually.

Her hair. Her hair is a specific environment she stays in, a sort of key to her personality you figure out at first glance. At the same time, this is a total puzzle for you.

She has coloured it all possible colours. But well, let me tell you what she tells about this. She says: \"Never white.

White

is one of a few things that come naturally\". I am listening to her and cannot disagree.

","images":["img-3331.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":91,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"oklebedivna@ukr.net"},{"id":3335,"title":"My Body Is Soft","slug":"my-body-is-soft","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"My body is soft It bends You touch it It feels like a child's toy. It's so fresh And smooth Can't believe That one day This exact body will rot This exact hands will not move anymore. My voice won't come out of my throat...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

My body is soft

It bends

You touch it

It feels like a child's toy.

It's so fresh

And smooth

Can't believe

That one day

This exact body will rot

This exact hands will not move anymore.

My voice won't come out of my throat.

My fingerprints will disappear

Like all the unique fingerprints before me.

Every body dies and never comes back.

But for now

My body is soft

And very very warm.

","images":["img-3348.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":74,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3178,"title":"Mazurka Opus 33 No 4","slug":"mazurka-opus-33-no-4","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"I wake up. Put my clothes on and go to breakfast in the main building of the hotel. I will meet, once again, on a new day, with friends from four nations. Friends who are the newborns of the country of literature and our...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$94","images":["img-3345.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":371,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":3323,"title":"Echoes","slug":"echoes","date":"2018-11-16","author":"Halil Akgündüz","excerpt":"Her body was like a hurricane that I would never forget. Every time we meet she rained down on me. I drowned myself in her beauty. She took my heart and swallowed it. I felt I was there just for her - I gave myself to pl...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"monologue","slug":"monologue"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creatie Writing","slug":"creatie-writing"}],"content_html":"

Her body was like a hurricane that I would never forget.
Every time we meet she rained down on me.
I drowned myself in her beauty.
She took my heart and swallowed it.

I felt I was there just for her - I gave myself to please her.
She put something deep inside my soul.
She moved me.
She rained down on me. Again.

Then, she kept me.
She hugged me with her body.
But then she tossed me.

...

My body didn't let me go out of me.
It was stupid. It stuck with me.
I started carrying it around me.

...

I started carrying around the body that she tossed away. How so stupid of me.

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On day 5 Asli Perker held a lecture on making the decision to become a writer. The speech was not only very motivational but also had a structural approach on making such a decision and following it.

In the afternoon the invited lecturer Vahan Badalyan, the Director of Small Theater held a session on body movement and monologue writing.

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one splash of water\r
on your face in the morning\r
one cup of coffee\r
in its instant glory\r
one glass of water\r
a couple of snowflakes\r
after the snowstorm\r
came through the borders\r
sweetened saliva\r
sparkling glass bottles\r
full with the promises\r
of mineral waters\r
tea with some lemon\r
making it stronger\r
then swallow feeling\r
of nowhere-belonging.\r
coming in circles\r
fitting the silence\r
liquids are crucial\r
for your survival.

","images":["img-3312.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":69,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":3248,"title":"My favourite book / წიგნი, რომელიც არასოდეს წამიკითხავს","slug":"my-favourite-book-%e1%83%a9%e1%83%94%e1%83%9b%e1%83%98-%e1%83%a1%e1%83%90%e1%83%a7%e1%83%95%e1%83%90%e1%83%a0%e1%83%94%e1%83%9a%e1%83%98-%e1%83%ac%e1%83%98%e1%83%92%e1%83%9c%e1%83%98","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"მწვანე ყდიანი წიგნია. თაროდან ვიღებ და ხელში ვატრიალებ. „ის არის“ - ვფიქრობ გულში და მიხარია... „ახლა მაინც წავიკითხავ, რამდენი ხანია ვეძებ !“ წიგნს პირველ ფურცელზე ვშლი და წასაკითხად ვემზადები. ვკითხულობ პირველ წინადად...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$98","images":["img-3252.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":199,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3243,"title":"What I'm Afraid To Write+Immigrating into serious writing","slug":"what-im-afraid-to-writeimmigrating-into-serious-writing","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"\"What are you immigrating into or out of in your literary work?\" Before..I would write for me and only me. I could skip some passages and get to the best parts. I had the missing words in my head and all the unused chara...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$99","images":["img-3246.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":203,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3235,"title":"How I Tried to Be Calmer","slug":"how-i-tried-to-be-calmer","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"I’m nervous. I hate this feeling. I want to be calm forever. But I’m nervous. Again and again. I think, I was always nervous. Firstly, because of my school (I was a valedictorian), then because of my study in univers...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"thoughts","slug":"thoughts"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$9a","images":["img-3236.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":419,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3229,"title":"Mountaintop Fingertips","slug":"mountaintop-fingertips","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"He closed his auburn eyes and leaned his head on the wooden headboard. His head was pounding so badly that he felt like a vein would explode somewhere inside. The white and creamy Fender was resting on his worn out jeans...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Short story","slug":"short-story"},{"name":"Internatoinal Writing Camp","slug":"internatoinal-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"$9b","images":["img-3232.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":690,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3227,"title":"Meditation","slug":"meditation","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"Bla bla bla I take masala tea Bla bla bla I try to meditate Bla bla bla But my thoughts are so mazy What I can say in conclusion? Before to start a meditation I should do something more than drinking masala tea So, next ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Bla bla bla

I take masala tea

Bla bla bla

I try to meditate

Bla bla bla

But my thoughts are so mazy

What I can say in conclusion?

Before to start a meditation I should do something more than drinking masala tea

So, next day

Bla bla bla

I read “The Best of the Dalai Lama”

Bla bla bla

I try to stop hate my enemies

Bla bla bla

Taste masala tea one more time

Bla bla bla

Meditation is good, but something else is wrong

What I can say in conclusion?

Before starting the meditation I can try to stop singing this terrible song (“Bla bla bla”)

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The country wears different disguises in...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$a6","images":["img-3175.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":529,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3146,"title":"On Georgian wine and shared history","slug":"on-georgian-men-and-common-history","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"Imagine you open a closet. Inside it there is everything you knew about Ukraine, Armenia, Turkey, Georgia or Russia before coming here. What is it you have in this closet? In my case, there are old USSR wooden panels, sm...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"essay","slug":"essay"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$a7","images":["img-3147.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":298,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3166,"title":"Lullaby","slug":"lullaby","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"sing for me\r lull me with songs\r of the high seas;\r cradle me\r like a train\r going through the coasts\r of blue Greece;\r be a mantra\r with neither beginning nor end\r chant me a song of a mermaid\r telling about my fate. cr...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

sing for me\r
lull me with songs\r
of the high seas;\r
cradle me\r
like a train\r
going through the coasts\r
of blue Greece;\r
be a mantra\r
with neither beginning nor end\r
chant me a song of a mermaid\r
telling about my fate.

cradle me softly\r
and gently\r
like the waves in the ocean would do\r
like the swings from the childhood\r
you never knew\r
like those in the green yards\r
flying so high;\r
sing for me dear\r
be my lullaby.

tell me the stories\r
from all over the place\r
about Baba’s robbers\r
treasures and far-flung lands\r
about fancy ships\r
battling the gales.

make my dreams soft\r
as your voice slightly fades.

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'da:lin, I'm dying.

While a work of art appears to life when it is recognized as such by a reader that from now evaluates its words, the literary process itself is gradual and unavoidable death of the author. What am I afraid in writing? Nothing, because everyone, including the writer, dies in the end of a text.

","images":["img-3486.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":57,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3145,"title":"madness as literature","slug":"3145","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"слова, запрещенные в разговоре об этом тексте: структурализм, Фуко, дихотомия и поэтика. How to use insane in the nature of writing? If literature is an area of unreason, the problematic of how both fiction and non-ficti...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

слова, запрещенные в разговоре об этом тексте: структурализм, Фуко, дихотомия и поэтика.

How to use insane in the nature of writing? If literature is an area of unreason, the problematic of how both fiction and non-fiction authors represent the full potential of the madness in the form and structure of the text is brought into view. My statement is that literature itself is an absolute triumph of madness, because of its inner and foreign existence.

","images":["img-3474.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":75,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3143,"title":"i'm okay, thank you for asking","slug":"im-okay-thank-you-for-asking","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"вы, верно, теперь в ужасном беспокойстве, что я так долго-долго не писал; this material may be protected by copiright.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

вы, верно,

теперь в ужасном беспокойстве,

что я так долго-долго не писал;

this material may be protected by copiright.

","images":["img-3467.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":19,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3284,"title":"Day 4: “Translated Self” Session by Katie Prout and Dato Turashvili’s Lecture on Writing a Bestseller","slug":"day-4-translated-self-session-by-katie-prout-and-dato-turashvilis-lecture-on-writing-a-bestseller","date":"2018-11-15","author":"David Sahakyan","excerpt":"As always Katie warmed the participants up with her morning session called “Translated Self”. It was followed by Dato Turashvili's lecture, telling the stories he had been inspired by to write his bestsellers. Day 4 was ...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"asli","slug":"asli"},{"name":"armen","slug":"armen"},{"name":"lyubko","slug":"lyubko"},{"name":"alisa","slug":"alisa"},{"name":"turkeyarmenia","slug":"turkeyarmenia"},{"name":"russiaukrainia","slug":"russiaukrainia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"photos","slug":"photos"},{"name":"sessions","slug":"sessions"}],"content_html":"$a8","images":["img-3286.jpg","img-3285.jpg","img-3287.jpg","img-3288.jpg","img-3289.jpg","img-3290.jpg","img-3291.jpg","img-3292.jpg","img-3293.jpg","img-3294.jpg","img-3295.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":173,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"sahdavid1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3125,"title":"Alisa Ganieva, Thank You!","slug":"3125","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"Alisa Ganieva is a famous Russian fiction writer, essayist and my mentor in the Writing camp in Armenia. She was named after Alice of Lewis Carroll. Now, as Alice, she creates stories and helps others to solve problems,...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"alisaganieva","slug":"alisaganieva"},{"name":"Ganieva","slug":"ganieva"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"}],"content_html":"

Alisa Ganieva is a famous Russian fiction writer, essayist and my mentor in the Writing camp in Armenia. She was named after Alice of Lewis Carroll. Now, as Alice, she creates stories and helps others to solve problems, including writing good texts.\r
Alisa, thank you very much!

","images":["img-3126.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":47,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":3118,"title":"How To Eat Your Feelings","slug":"how-to-eat-your-feelings","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Marta Urushadze","excerpt":"\"Im a hopeless romantic with a realist's mind.\"-Marie. _________________ Feeling The one where uneasiness creeps on you like a little spider descending from the ceiling, straight on your head. You put down your fork with...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

\"Im a hopeless romantic with a realist's mind.\"-Marie.

_________________

Feeling

The one where uneasiness creeps on you like a little spider descending from the ceiling, straight on your head.

You put down your fork with a clank.

That cheesecake was really good two seconds ago

but now it acquired a new, rusty taste.

I guess your body remembered something you didn't want to remember.

But you don't remember what.

How to eat the feeling:

Put your fingers into the darkest chocolate and lightest vanilla ice-cream you can find.

","images":["img-3117.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":88,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":3111,"title":"That wine bottle","slug":"3111","date":"2018-11-15","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"There are feelings that are hard to eat, swallow and even digest. They are almost impossible to name either. So here is one of those indescribable feelings that you may or may have not felt and what should you do about i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"hardtoswallowfeelings","slug":"hardtoswallowfeelings"},{"name":"manual","slug":"manual"},{"name":"sarcasm","slug":"sarcasm"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

There are feelings that are hard to eat, swallow and even digest. They are almost impossible to name either. So here is one of those indescribable feelings that you may or may have not felt and what should you do about it.

The feeling:

The one when you're home alone and decide to indulge the moment and spoil yourself a little, so you slowly make your way to the kitchen and carefully take out the glass from the nearest shelf and observe the wine bottle in front of you, for which feels like an eternity, until you finally find the guts to fully pour up the fragile glass in your hands.

How to eat it:

Find a justifiable reason for making your liver work twice as hard and your heart rate increase I don't know how much. Make sure your dizziness won't affect your loved ones and drink up the whole thing.

","images":["img-3107.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":152,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3108,"title":"Victorious","slug":"victorious","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Oh, child, Did you think That all your crying, All the pain That stopped your smiling Came to pass Without My guiding? Did you think, For just a moment, That your wounds have Scarred your beauty And left a mark upon the ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$a9","images":["img-3109.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":339,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":3096,"title":"From Nowhere","slug":"from-nowhere","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"I woke up so nice today. How could I know I had the last peaceful sleep? Why I am saying this because today I received a letter and that moment I changed my life irreversibly. Some things happen immediately, some things ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"letter","slug":"letter"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I woke up so nice today. How could I know I had the last peaceful sleep? Why I am saying this because today I received a letter and that moment I changed my life irreversibly. Some things happen immediately, some things get a time. I guess mine will take time because letter came from other side. You are scared if you get a letter from someone you know is dead, right? My brain tries to logical explanations about that. Of course, this letter could have been submitted many years ago. Post office could be a mixed up and this letter could have reached me now but I checked and checked many times. I may even have taken the square root of checking. There was no mistake. At first I could not sleep at all but the dreams I saw when I was tired of thinking started to scare me even more. I thought of everything. Maybe someone was having fun with me or trying to scare me but it wasn't.

To be continued…

","images":["img-3099.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":173,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":3092,"title":"So Where is She","slug":"so-where-is-she","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"One day I woke up and understood: I lost Her. I lost meaning of my life. First: tears covered my eyes. Second: I observed the big raven in my room. Third: I knew what I want to do. I took my backpack, my shoe, my drum an...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"ficttion","slug":"ficttion"}],"content_html":"

One day I woke up and understood:

I lost Her. I lost meaning of my life.

First: tears covered my eyes.

Second: I observed the big raven in my room.

Third: I knew what I want to do.

I took my backpack, my shoe, my drum and I said to raven: “You can go with me”. It answered: “Today you can forget about your sensible. You mature enough”.

We waited for the bus. It didn’t arrive. So we strolled through the road. I strived with one last part of me, which had some hesitation. But raven felt it and pecked me into my heart and this part of me died.

We abandoned our usual life. I and raven started to live in the forest like a wild beasts in that day. I found my cave later. And my cave became my one value and my own coffin. Sometimes raven sang some songs to hush me.

And when my roots almost die I finally breathe with relief.

(Are you remember? The only relief is She).

","images":["img-3093.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":174,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":3077,"title":"Meet Masha","slug":"meet-masha","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"Маша. Masha. Current book read: Петровы в Гриппе и Вокруг Него\r Current situation: looking for an apartment in Moscow. Doesn’t want to take out a mortgage. She writes light, humorous stories about a university freshman s...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Маша. Masha.

Current book read: Петровы в Гриппе и Вокруг Него\r
Current situation: looking for an apartment in Moscow. Doesn’t want to take out a mortgage.

She writes light, humorous stories about a university freshman student named Vasya. She likes her coffee with milk, without sugar. She studied to be a lawyer, but now works as a journalist. When she sees a homeless dog, she wants to feed it.

Wants to see more of Armenia, hike around, possibly meet a local bear.\r
Delightful and charming.

","images":["img-3082.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":85,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3078,"title":"A writer is born a writer.","slug":"a-writer-is-born-a-writer","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"“A writer is born a writer,” she says with excited eyes and a calm tone. She’s full of life, full of understandings. All I am sensing are her positive, nurturing vibes. We only have five minutes to talk. The photo is tak...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"writers","slug":"writers"},{"name":"belief","slug":"belief"},{"name":"motivation","slug":"motivation"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$aa","images":["img-3079.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":219,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":3067,"title":"Where Is Your Home?","slug":"where-is-your-home","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"Home is place where you feel like at home. It is not just where you rest your bones or lay your head on your bed. It is a place where you belong with. You can be a part of something you cannot understand, you can like so...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$ab","images":["img-3072.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":415,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":3062,"title":"Legend? or Truth?","slug":"legend-or-truth","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"Her name is Uliana. She is from Russia. She is so nice. I don’t want to do generalisation because we do a lot and everybody believes that in my country (especially men) Russian girls are beautiful. Uliana is beautiful to...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Russian girl","slug":"russian-girl"}],"content_html":"

Her name is Uliana. She is from Russia. She is so nice. I don’t want to do generalisation because we do a lot and everybody believes that in my country (especially men) Russian girls are beautiful. Uliana is beautiful too. I suppose they are right!

","images":["img-3068.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":45,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":3048,"title":"Searching","slug":"searching","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Uliana Bazavluk","excerpt":"I resolutely believe that many of our favourite fairytales were created because, when the protagonist's mom yelled at him, \"No matter what happens, play next to the house! Don't leave the neighborhood,\" the protagonist, ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$ac","images":["img-3069.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":703,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"uliana.bazavluk@gmail.com"},{"id":3013,"title":"Reading photographs: Back to childhood all the time","slug":"reading-photographs-back-to-childhood-all-the-time","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"You can read the photography. You can became a great writer of the story you can see… Just look… She smiles… She looks like a child… The snowflakes makes her happy. You can also feel it, why not. Maybe I took this photo ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Day 3","slug":"day-3"}],"content_html":"

You can read the photography.

You can became a great writer of the story you can see…

Just look…

She smiles…

She looks like a child…

The snowflakes makes her happy.

You can also feel it, why not.

Maybe I took this photo but definitely, I am not writer of this picture.

Who is wrieter ?

Sometimes all we dream to go to back to childhood…

Sometimes we view it’s snowing outside the window…

Last snowball fight is in our memory.

Let's think about childhood.

In my mind child lives in almost everyone. We can give this child right of existence or kill child in ourselves.

Now you can answer the question “who is writer of this photography?”

You !

you can create the whole story.

","images":["img-3061.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":126,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gvantsagubeladze@gmail.com"},{"id":3055,"title":"aesthetic of presence","slug":"enter-title-here","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Ivan Demidkin","excerpt":"I’m afraid of the digital presence. Is it a political statement? наверное, полиция уже начала проверку.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#text","slug":"text"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I’m afraid of the digital presence.

Is it a political statement?

наверное, полиция уже начала проверку.

","images":["img-3465.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":16,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"vdemidkin4@gmail.com"},{"id":3046,"title":"A Synonym for Shia Labeouf","slug":"a-synonym-for-shia-labeouf","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Halil Akgündüz","excerpt":"I've seen this ad before. Though I don't think it's the same one. It looks similar to what my friend has in his room. It's like a motivational speech, one line that's meant to help you move towards your dreams (but with ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"#definitions","slug":"definitions"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"Shia Labeouf","slug":"shia-labeouf"}],"content_html":"I've seen this ad before.

Though I don't think it's the same one. It looks similar to what my friend has in his room. It's like a motivational speech, one line that's meant to help you move towards your dreams (but with

their

shoes).

My friend has a rather different one. It has Shia Labeouf on it. It's the same line though. It says:

\"Just do it!\"

...

You know, it's also a synonym for Shia Labeouf.

","images":["img-3054.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":77,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"hakgunduzz@gmail.com"},{"id":3050,"title":"E M O H","slug":"e-m-o-h","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"Home is a place where you feel like a home. . . When I was little, our art teacher gave us a task to draw our dream homes. On the next lesson every each of us had the same type of paintings - a huge house, very beautiful...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"#home","slug":"home"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$ad","images":["img-3056.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":347,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":3016,"title":"The Drifter","slug":"the-drifter","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Halil Akgündüz","excerpt":"”I like noticing stupid details.” she said when we were talking about the portrait of hers. Then, she just went along and found these cool spot with abandoned lamps. So, I can say she is very good at finding interesting ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"#portraits","slug":"portraits"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

”I like noticing stupid details.” she said when we were talking about the portrait of hers.

Then, she just went along and found these cool spot with abandoned lamps. So, I can say she is very good at finding interesting details.

Maybe her definition of the word stupid is similar to my definition of the word interesting.

","images":["img-3025.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":57,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"hakgunduzz@gmail.com"},{"id":3032,"title":"What? When? Where? Why?","slug":"what-when-where-why","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"The words ticked in Ewan's mind. Every single one was like a beat to which his mind resonated with a wave of possible explanations. What? A home genocide, political statement, diversion from something else? Where? Ewan's...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

The words ticked in Ewan's mind. Every single one was like a beat to which his mind resonated with a wave of possible explanations. What? A home genocide, political statement, diversion from something else? Where? Ewan's intuition told him the murder did not take place here, too vibrant, too colorful of a place... The place's a clue. He knows it, he feels it. Still the solution is not in his grasp, it annoys him, enrages him. When? A quarter to three - cold enough in November for the body to freeze fast, quiet enough to not allow himself to hope there were any witnesses. No. Witnesses are unreliable, the perceptive, clever and thinking are never witnesses, always the attackers. And witnesses make mistakes. Ewan doesn't.

Everything gets down to \"why?\" - why commit a murder, why there, why then. Ewan straightened his back and allowed himself to sink into the rhythm of ever beating \"what?\", \"when?\" and \"where?\" - Ewan will get into murderer's shoes. He always does.

Ewan always wins.

","images":["img-3037.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":171,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":3031,"title":"The Homage to the Wise","slug":"the-homage-to-the-wise","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"That’s a place you can’t find on a map; a place you can’t find in the world; a place that finds you, surrounds you and keeps you. This place is Nowhere. That’s where I am now or rather what’s in me right now. We will eac...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$ae","images":["img-3034.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":327,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"abuladzenana@yahoo.com"},{"id":3033,"title":"When a Writer is Born","slug":"when-a-writer-is-born","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"Asli was 5 years old. Kars was snowing heavily.\r Asli looked out of the window. Kars was frozen.\r Asli heard a woman scream. She opened the window.\r “A woman is raped,” she thought.\r “A woman is raped?” she questioned.\r ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"portrait","slug":"portrait"},{"name":"story","slug":"story"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Asli was 5 years old. Kars was snowing heavily.\r
Asli looked out of the window. Kars was frozen.\r
Asli heard a woman scream. She opened the window.\r
“A woman is raped,” she thought.\r
“A woman is raped?” she questioned.\r
“A woman is raped!” she believed herself.\r
Asli was 5.\r
That cold night a writer was born.

","images":["img-3028.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":56,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":3019,"title":"Oksana","slug":"oksana","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"Oksana, 24 years old, spent last night translating a historical book from polish to Ukrainian.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Oksana, 24 years old, spent last night translating a historical book from polish to Ukrainian.

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The words\r
The letters\r
Blurring\r
Smoke\r
The smell of someone's skin\r
A mirror with a shattered edge\r
Dirty cloths on the floor\r
Empty bottles\r
Scattered\r
Here and there.\r
One teardrop frozen on my eyes\r
Inky papers on the table\r
Ashes - in my heart.\r
I've forgotten you my friend.\r
I've absolutely forgotten you.

","images":["img-3039.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":53,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":3006,"title":"Sirun and Her Beauty","slug":"sirun-and-her-beauty","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"This is Sirun and I just met her. Her name means beautiful in Armenian. Sirun works at the hotel. She doesn’t speak English so when I asked her to take a picture of her, she immediately assumed I was asking her to take a...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

This is Sirun and I just met her. Her name means beautiful in Armenian. Sirun works at the hotel. She doesn’t speak English so when I asked her to take a picture of her, she immediately assumed I was asking her to take a picture of me. We got some help in translation and\r
right away she started laughing, I could see that she was flattered and unusual to such situation.

After the pictures were taken, she offered us (there were few of us girls there) some chocolates and said something about us being sweet. I thought that actually, she was the one who was sweet.

","images":["img-3011.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":106,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":3265,"title":"Day 3: Writing Session by Katie Prout and Lecture by Alisa Ganieva on her writing experience.","slug":"day-3-writing-session-by-katie-prout-and-lecture-by-alisa-ganieva-on-her-writing-experience","date":"2018-11-14","author":"David Sahakyan","excerpt":"At the morning session with Katie Prout the participants played with “words and definitions” and did writing exercises. After Katie’s session the Russian tutor Alisa Ganieva had a Global Literature session telling her st...","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"day3","slug":"day3"},{"name":"tigranamiryan","slug":"tigranamiryan"},{"name":"nazikarmenakyan","slug":"nazikarmenakyan"},{"name":"alisaganieva","slug":"alisaganieva"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"session","slug":"session"}],"content_html":"$af","images":["img-3266.jpg","img-3267.jpg","img-3268.jpg","img-3269.jpg","img-3270.jpg","img-3271.jpg","img-3272.jpg","img-3273.jpg","img-3274.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":191,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"sahdavid1997@gmail.com"},{"id":2958,"title":"Let me not","slug":"let-me-not","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Oksana Lebedivna","excerpt":"she kn e w how to l ike a guy who didn’t l ike h e r back and that is how she ha d spent her l ast years she fell for a rrogant and bold overthink ers and intellectuals handsome and generous one...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"poem","slug":"poem"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b0","images":["img-3009.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":172,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"oklebedivna@ukr.net"},{"id":2970,"title":"Day 2: Writing Session and Lecture on Armenian Literature and Books That Influenced Armen of Armenia","slug":"day-2-lecture-by-on-armenian-literature-and-books-that-influenced-armen-of-armenia","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Arevik Ashkharoyan","excerpt":"Day of the camp started with a writing session lead by Katie Prout and was followed by the lecture of Armen of Armenia on the Armenian literature and the books that influenced him and his writing.","categories":[{"name":"News","slug":"news"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"armenofarmenia","slug":"armenofarmenia"},{"name":"#photography","slug":"photography"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"session","slug":"session"},{"name":"katieprout","slug":"katieprout"}],"content_html":"

Day of the camp started with a writing session lead by Katie Prout and was followed by the lecture of Armen of Armenia on the Armenian literature and the books that influenced him and his writing.

","images":["img-2999.jpg","img-2972.jpg","img-2975.jpg","img-2978.jpg","img-2979.jpg","img-2991.jpg","img-2983.jpg","img-2980.jpg","img-2982.jpg","img-2984.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":36,"country":null,"type":"News","created_by":"arevik.ashkharoyan@gmail.com"},{"id":2869,"title":"Where I'm from| Откуда я","slug":"where-im-from","date":"2018-11-14","author":"Mariia Koltsova","excerpt":"Я из старых платьев дочерей маминых подруг, Из бутылок за гаражами, Из новогодних голубых огоньков с Пугачевой И путинских \" это был еще один тяжелый год\". Я из запаха собранной картошки и грязных рук, Из песен Стаса Мих...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b1","images":["img-2889.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":310,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marriakoltsova@gmail.com"},{"id":2942,"title":"Unerasable","slug":"unerasable","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Anna Grigoryan","excerpt":"I come from a snoring bedroom, Chocked by the odor of the half-dead bodies. I come from the silhouette-like holes of the wall. From a blue on my forehead, And from the red of the number four. I come from “he has gone,” a...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

I come from a snoring bedroom,

Chocked by the odor of the half-dead bodies.

I come from the silhouette-like holes of the wall.

From a blue on my forehead,

And from the red of the number four.

I come from “he has gone,” and “come out from under the bed.”

I come from black and white details,

From films not shot,

And lines not read.

I come from light pink of a peacock’s tail,

It covers the pointlessness of my family’s day.

I come from heavy smoke, from blooded coughs and “I don’t care.”

I come from nowhere that everyone is from.

I come from an uncertain present, not seen, untouched, without a form.

","images":["img-2943.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":114,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"anna.grigoryan913@gmail.com"},{"id":2940,"title":"What is Literature?","slug":"what-is-literature","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Kübra Arar","excerpt":"We want to be a good writer. Then let's look at what literature is. When I decided to study literature, I had the same question in my mind. Why was literature or literature for me? I was looking for objective answer. Obj...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"#literature","slug":"literature"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"beingwriter","slug":"beingwriter"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b2","images":["img-2944.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":390,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kubraarar95@hotmail.com"},{"id":2937,"title":"My Life in Two Boxes","slug":"my-life-in-two-boxes","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Anna Darsavelidze","excerpt":"- What are these?\r - Boxes.\r - Why?\r - What do you mean?\r - What do you need these boxes for?\r - They are my life.\r - Literally?\r - Literally.\r - How can a box be someone’s life?\r - Do you see these notebooks?\r - Yes.\r -...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#literature","slug":"literature"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b3","images":["img-2945.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":283,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"ana.darsavelidze@hotmail.com"},{"id":2926,"title":"Memories","slug":"memories","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Maria Muzalevskaya","excerpt":"The winter, my first memory, I fell into the snow. I tasted it, it was a bit sweet and crispy. I listened to its crunch. My face was hurting, the snow burned it. Then the spring. I was skipping my lessons. I was lookin...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Russia","slug":"russia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

The winter, my first memory, I fell into the snow. I tasted it, it was a bit sweet and crispy. I listened to its crunch. My face was hurting, the snow burned it.

Then the spring. I was skipping my lessons. I was looking at young and shy yellow flowers. Birds were singing the same melody. The spring smelled of degradation and smog, but I thought it was a smell of a new life, hope and happiness.

The summer, the forest and the basket with strawberry in it. The high grace was tickling my naked legs. I was putting a red berry on my tongue. It was wet and sweet.

The autumn. I was waiting a bus. There were a lot of people with umbrellas around me. I smelled dust, the water would wash it away soon. I turned back on the strong wind and listened to the sound of a coming bus.

The life. T

astes, smells, sounds, pictures, memories. They are mine, they are me, I’m made from them. I love them and I will save them forever.

","images":["img-2930.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":180,"country":"Russia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"muzalewskaya.maria@gmail.com"},{"id":2919,"title":"I am from Satan’s saliva","slug":"i-am-from-satans-saliva","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"Where I’m from? I’m from blood-cardling and hazy world, where everyone knows how to say “Cthulhu”. The rats eat all unicorns in this world and the shadows hide demonic dwarfs. You can feel the smell of hell in every corn...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"#fiction","slug":"fiction"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Where I’m from?

I’m from blood-cardling and hazy world, where everyone knows how to say “Cthulhu”. The rats eat all unicorns in this world and the shadows hide demonic dwarfs. You can feel the smell of hell in every corner. The profound of this space can hook you, and strain you, and carve your heart, steal your soul.

I’m from wild and dark forest, where Edgar Allan Poe and Howard Phillips Lovecraft howl under the tree together. All mysteriously disappearing have roots in this world. The terrible old men always mumbles there and knocking of his cane sounds everywhere.

I’m from Satan’s saliva, from crooked path and we never born

there without sharp fangs.

","images":[],"reading_time":1,"word_count":114,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"katrya13@ukr.net"},{"id":2912,"title":"An Overthinker’s Mini-Handbook: Shopping","slug":"an-overthinkers-mini-handbook-shopping","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Emma Kirakosyan","excerpt":"Dear Sir/Madam, Oh, wait. If you’re a woman, do you prefer to be addressed by Miss? Wait, wait. What if you’re married and prefer Mrs.? Hold on. What are you doing here if you’re a married woman? Don’t you have a kid to ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"#series","slug":"series"},{"name":"#overthinking","slug":"overthinking"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b4","images":["img-2914.jpg"],"reading_time":3,"word_count":623,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"kirakosyanemma@gmail.com"},{"id":2871,"title":"Recipe for a \"Delicious life\"","slug":"recipe-for-a-delicious-life","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Gvantsa Gubeladze","excerpt":"9:30 A.M Time to start Here I am in Dilijan with other young writers. And I want to share you recipe which my new friends have given me for delicious life. I have asked them What important ingredient for \"delicious li...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"ARI Literature Foundation","slug":"ari-literature-foundation"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"recipe","slug":"recipe"}],"content_html":"

9:30 A.M Time to start

Here I am in Dilijan with other young writers.

And I want to share you recipe which my new friends have given me for delicious life.

I have asked them What important ingredient for \"delicious life\" is ?

I have summed everything up and You can find the answers here.

You can make it frequently, almost every day.

Ingredients :

1½ Cups of emotion ;
2 Package of relationship ;
2 Teaspoons happiness ;
Much freedom ;

Bake it with love !

We have “Delicious Life” in our camps menu.

So, It's time to eat now.

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I’m going to show you how you can enjoy every movie so that you don’t run out of them when your friends cancel your plans, when you miss your ex or when you just feel lonely...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#movies","slug":"movies"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b5","images":["img-2895.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":452,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"hakgunduzz@gmail.com"},{"id":2896,"title":"Love Story","slug":"love-story","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Ceren Turkkan","excerpt":"“Reading a good novel is as difficult as writing a succesful novel,” says Goethe. Many people claim that they read a lot of books, but there are different ways and qualities to read a book and it needs time, energy, atte...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b6","images":["img-2900.jpg"],"reading_time":4,"word_count":843,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"cerenturkkan@outlook.com"},{"id":2847,"title":"Points from a Conversation","slug":"points-from-a-conversation","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan","excerpt":"In our joint conservation today, we, the participants from Turkey, gathered with friends from Russia and talked about literature. As thinking about literature sometimes requires going back in history, our conversation to...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"#literature","slug":"literature"},{"name":"Turkey","slug":"turkey"},{"name":"turkish literature","slug":"turkish-literature"},{"name":"russian literature","slug":"russian-literature"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"},{"name":"emoa","slug":"emoa"},{"name":"Write in Armeia","slug":"write-in-armeia"}],"content_html":"$b7","images":[],"reading_time":3,"word_count":631,"country":"Turkey","type":"Blogs","created_by":"huseyinserhatarikan5106@gmail.com"},{"id":2844,"title":"The Parrot’s Advice about How to Take Care of Parrots","slug":"the-parrots-advice-about-how-to-take-care-of-parrots","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Nana Abuladze","excerpt":"To my Parrots Kesha and Koko who have died from an unknown disease Advice N1: I hate being in the cage. 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Put a...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Georgia","slug":"georgia"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$b9","images":["img-2875.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":179,"country":"Georgia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"martaurushadze@gmail.com"},{"id":2850,"title":"On Road Trips, Characters, and Destiny","slug":"on-road-trips-characters-and-destiny","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Maryna Smahina","excerpt":"One of my all-time favorite movies is Interstate 60: Episodes of the Road . You might have not watched it, and if you haven’t, I don’t know what you are waiting for because you are missing on so many great things about i...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$ba","images":["img-2855.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":409,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"marinasmahina@gmail.com"},{"id":2824,"title":"Waters Washed by Waters","slug":"waters-washed-by-waters","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Gayaneh Vardanyan","excerpt":"The first time I cried in public was in elementary school And then they said: “Don’t cry. You’ll forget when you grow up.” I guess I grew up the next day For I tried to remember what I was crying over But – couldn’t. At ...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"cry","slug":"cry"},{"name":"growup","slug":"growup"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$bb","images":["img-2845.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":279,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"gayaneh.vardanyan@gmail.com"},{"id":2831,"title":"Plan. Get anxious. Get it done.","slug":"plan-get-anxious-get-it-done","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Marie Sevs","excerpt":"Cracking your knuckles. Oh dear... That won't help. Eating that chocolate bar Will only make you fat. Staring at those flowers But they are long dead. Just get down to business The deadlines won't wait.","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Armenia","slug":"armenia"},{"name":"Planning","slug":"planning"},{"name":"perfectionism","slug":"perfectionism"},{"name":"poetry","slug":"poetry"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

Cracking your knuckles.

Oh dear...

That won't help.

Eating that chocolate bar

Will only make you fat.

Staring at those flowers

But they are long dead.

Just get down to business

The deadlines won't wait.

","images":["img-2836.jpg"],"reading_time":1,"word_count":35,"country":"Armenia","type":"Blogs","created_by":"sevoyanmarie.1997@gmail.com"},{"id":2817,"title":"On countries and differences","slug":"on-countries-and-differences","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Daria Piskozub","excerpt":"I feel like a few words should be said about the participants of the camp. About people from Armenia, Ukraine, Turkey, Georgia and Russia.\r As an intellectual, I feel like I should know something of a country I travel to...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"$bc","images":["img-2820.jpg"],"reading_time":2,"word_count":376,"country":"Ukraine","type":"Blogs","created_by":"daria.piskozub@gmail.com"},{"id":2785,"title":"Try to understand","slug":"try-to-understand","date":"2018-11-13","author":"Kateryna Orlovska","excerpt":"What do I need to be really happy? Mountains, literature, some incredible people and delicious food. First day. We try to understand each other closer. As for me, I try to talk about really things important for myself. I...","categories":[{"name":"Blogs","slug":"blogs"},{"name":"2018","slug":"2018"}],"tags":[{"name":"Write in Armenia","slug":"write-in-armenia"},{"name":"#non-fiction","slug":"non-fiction"},{"name":"Ukraine","slug":"ukraine"},{"name":"prose","slug":"prose"},{"name":"International Writing Camp","slug":"international-writing-camp"},{"name":"Creative Writing","slug":"creative-writing"}],"content_html":"

What do I need to be really happy?

Mountains, literature, some incredible people and delicious food.

First day. We try to understand each other closer. As for me, I try to talk about really things important for myself. I have never communicated with people from another country before. This new experience really makes my own space broader. We talked about different values, our purposes, great desires and about our hesitation in this scary world.

And I remember 90% of names, usually I can’t do it so quickly.

I remember my huge expectations for this camp.

What I can say now?

I feel thrill and exaltation!

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The mountains prepare for a long-lasting sleep, while we’re waking up and having a solid breakfast to head on for Kathie Prout’s amazing morning ‘’know-each-other’’ session. The warm ‘’ice-breaking’’ activities were held as games with our names conducted by Kathie, and in the end we experienced the culmination of the ‘’ice-breaking’’ process, answering to a ‘yes or no’ test, where as a result the level of comfort in our lovely, international-intercultural group rose up several times.

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