I know it’s quite early, but I had to publish some of the stories I wrote lately. They took my energy and focessed it at Christmas carols from Poland more than on the third part of Lovefool.
As I told Anna, I got many mails with descriptions of human fates and all of them moved me very much. Some of them moved me so much that I had to write them down to calm down. I chose Julian, one of my most beloved characters, to be near to the people I described.
The Christmas carols are available in Polish. I’ll collect further stories and capture them in one book soon. I wouldn’t be able to publish it all before Christmas and it was very important to me to catch the spirit of Christmas this year. It is a further tribute to my Polish roots and to my Grandpa who will be missed at the Christmas table.
Everything what will be turn around with the book “Losy ludzkie – nowe opowieści wigilijne” will be spent for charity purposes. Therefore, thank you alle readers, who buy and read my three stories and thank you, team at Scholar Online, for your support and edition of the book.
Please find below the interview I made with Anna (translated in Polish by Anna):
Anna Brakoniecka: Amalia, spisałaś kilka krótkich opowiadań. Co Cie do tego natchnęło?
Amalia: Wśród korespondencji, która napłynęła do mnie po wydaniu książki „Lovefool”, nadeszło wiele mejli z opisem ludzkich losów. Niejednokrotnie poruszały mnie poszczególne sprawy i starałam się na ile to było możliwe zareagować na to, choćby poprzez pisemne wsparcie i zrozumienie. Z tego wszystkiego powstało kilka opowiadań, z których wybrałam trzy dotyczące Polski. Resztę opowiadań zbiorę jeszcze w jakąś klamrę, albowiem na razie wydaja mi się zbyt luźne, by stworzyć z nich zgrany tomik.
AB: Dlaczego właśnie te polskie?
Amalia: Akurat z Polską wiąże się wiele moich wspomnień, nie tylko związanych z dziadkiem, Polakiem, ale i z moimi podróżami do kraju, który przerażał moją matkę. Ciągle powtarzała mi, że ten Wschód Europy jest inny, ma niższe standardy dotyczące wszystkich dziedzin życia od wyglądu hotelowego pokoju po dość niskie place w porównaniu ze starą Europą. Na własnoręcznie zrobionych zdjęciach złapałam polskie obrazki, które nie odbiegały zbytnio od zwykłych widoków Europy Zachodniej. Byłam w Polsce kilka razy i przywiozłam ze sobą przeświadczenie, że Polska to normalny, ciekawy kraj z bardzo przyjaznymi, otwartymi ludźmi. Jednak z przesyłanych do mnie opowieści wyłonił się obraz, który położył się cieniem na moich pierwszych wrażeniach.
AB: Dlaczego akurat teraz? Dlaczego wybrałaś podtytuł „Nowe opowieści wigilijne”?
Amalia: Także w moim domu rodzinnym, klasycznie chrześcijańskim domu, Wigilia to święto szczególne. Z jednej strony calusia rodzina zbiera się i wspolnie zasaida przy stole. Nasza Wigilia to dla mnie od zawsze obraz cioć, wujków, kuzynów i niezliczonych osób zasiadających przy jednym stole i uśmiechających się do siebie. To dla mnie dzień ponad podziałami, kiedy żadna ciotka nie obraza się na drugą za to czy tamto, a każdy wujek wykazuje pełne zrozumienie dla dzieci biegających wokół choinki. Tego jednego wieczora wszyscy są dla siebie mili i naprawdę kochani. Późnym wieczorem panowie zasiadają w salonie przy choince i popijają mocniejsze trunki, a wszystkie kobiety w rodzinie zbierają się w kuchni i wymieniają się pochwałami na temat wszystkich dzieci z rodziny.
Z drugiej strony mniej wierzący członkowie rodziny zbierają się i chętnie wybierają się do kościoła, by wchłaniać te specjalną atmosferę świąt. W Polsce jest taki zwyczaj sianka i niezapowiedzianego gościa. Wprawdzie sianko zniknęło od kiedy nie ma z nami dziadka, ale zawsze stawiamy dodatkowe nakrycie na stole. Może nie tyle dla obcego, jak ku pamięci właśnie dziadziusia.
W ostatnich latach przeczytałam wiele różnych mejli od moich czytelników i pomyślałam sobie, że właśnie takich ludzi chciałabym ugościć w moim domu podczas świąt. Chciałabym pomoc w jakiś sposób, chciałam, by ich historie nie były zapomniane, by ich glosy zostały wysłuchane. Wśród wszystkich pięknych rzeczy w Polsce zdarzają się także przypadki skrajnie nieprzyjemne. Takie właśnie momenty życiowe chciałam uchwycić w krótkiej formie.
AB: Jakie jest przesłanie tych opowieści? Nie można tak po prostu czegoś wrzucić i pozostawić bez komentarza…
Amalia: Chciałam przedstawić moich bohaterów. To naprawdę moi bohaterowie, którzy stawiają czoła codzienności wbrew wszelkim prawom fizyki i wspólnoty ludzkiej, w której człowiek człowiekowi los kształtuje. Człowiek jest ponoć stworzeniem stadnym, grupowym, więc powinien się rozejrzeć czy w jego własnym otoczeniu nie ma podobnych bohaterów, albo czy nie mógłby pomoc już tym, których los opisałam. Mirka jeszcze walczy. Karolina jeszcze się w sobie zbiera. Krzysiek i Justyna przetrwali najgorsze, choć wspomnienia wracają do nich w najmniej oczekiwanych chwilach.
AB: Czy istnieje związek między Twoimi opowieściami a książką Charlesa Dickensa „Opowieść Wigilijna”?
Amalia: Oczywiście, jednak każdy może sam to przemyśleć. Dziękuję z góry za feedback czytelników.
AB: W każdym występuję Julian, czyli jeden z głównych bohaterów Twojej sagi „Lovefool”. Jakie zadanie ma Julian?
Amalia: Wielu ludziom spodobała się idea takich stworzeń podobnych do ludzi, a jednocześnie tak innych i podobnych do aniołów. Karolina napisała mi, że właśnie Julian pomaga jej w momentach najtrudniejszych. Sama przestała wierzyć w Boga w takiej postaci, w jakiej dotychczas wierzyła. Chce wierzyć w stworzenia takie jak Julian, które są obok nas i wspomagają nas w momentach dobrych i złych, które przesyłają nam energie i wysłuchują naszych myśli. Justyna także napisała wiele miłych slow dotyczących mojej książki i Juliana. I właśnie dla wszystkich tych, którzy są tej samej myśli, którzy czekają nie na Godota, a na Juliana czy Govan’a czy Trzeciego Mędrca, którzy czekają na cud, właśnie dla takich ludzi Julian jest o wyciągniecie reki. Kto chce wierzyć, niech wierzy. Kto chce posłuchać bajki, niech traktuje to jak bajkę. Życzę wszystkim udanych Świąt Bożego Narodzenia i mam nadzieje, że znajdą się ludzie pomocni, którzy udowodnią, że jednak człowiek potrafi być altruistą.
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I have one good and one bad news.
The bad one is that we won’t manage to pusblish the third part of the Lovefool saga this year. It is simply my fault, because it is harder than I thought to combine my writing and a full-time job. However, some pieces from the third part of Lovefool will be published in our special Advent Calender this year.
The good news is that we would like to made the audiobook out of the ebook. There were some requests from you related to this issue. If you have any wishes, just contact the Scholar Team or me directly. We plan to start with the first part of Lovefool and we’ll see how is your feedback then. We hope it will be at least as good as it was in the case of the first written part :-)
Now, when you already know the news, I’ll share my thoughs about a special piece of music. Pachelbel – Canon In D Major (youtube) It is a very inspiring and very relaxing piece of music. It brings my smile when I am tired and it takes me far away from the grey reality of my work life. It’s one of the pieces of music that I could listen endlessly without going mad.
Someone said that what can’t be expressed with words, can be expressed with music. I agree. This piece of music is unbelievable wonderful and powerful.
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THANK YOU FOR YOUR HOLIDAY’S PICTURES!
It’s just a short joy’s scream in the morning, because I got yesterday late in the evening further extraordinary mails from my fans.
One is from Ulli from Nurnberg, who visited Warsaw to see the Canaletto Street and Lazienki Park I mentioned in the book. She tried to find out all places in Warsaw I mentioned and she laughed it was her Lovefool’s tour. She sent me her photos and asked, whether the bridge, she made the picture of, was the one I was thinking about while writing Lovefool. It was the one, so I answered “Yes, Ulli, it is the bridge”. Ulli was amazed by harmony on the Polish streets and next time, she plans to visit Masuria. She thanked me for getting her motivation to travel to Poland. She didn’t expect to find there so much fun and joy.
Second is from Karolina from Krakow. She send me her two photos from Berlin. She took the cab in one evening, just like Mia, one of my characters in the book, and let her drive through the city of lights. Then, she visited the railway station and founded the plattform where Mia stood. She wrote, it was a very special feeling to her to be in the place that’s described in a book she likes very much.
The third mail was from a friend of mine who lives in New York. After she read my book, she started to go every now and then to the Central Park. (It’s the place mentioned in Lovefool, part 2.) She already knew the place so long, but she looks at it now differently, because she can imagine Mia and Sebastian walking there. I have to admit I was imagining the both characters of mine there, too :-)
What is amazing to me: I try to imagine people with a book in a hand walking through cities and discovering another worlds. I am very thankful to everyone, who sent me pictures from own travels in Greece, Ireland, Poland or Germany. I didn’t expect to have such an influence on your holiday choices! Above all, it’s always about discovering something new: new cultures, new places, new people.
There is one special mail I would like to mention at this place: Kasia from Torun wrote today, she lives in a Catholic country and tries to follow the Catholic rules, but she likes Lovefool for filling the gaps for daily hopes and inspiration. Her Priest said my conception is as bad as the whole fantasy tales and she should give it up.
Kasia, as an Italian girl with Polish roots, I got Catholic values already in the cradle, so I identify myself with you. As a human being with its all curiosity and wish for answers to the unexplained gaps of religious questions and matters of intuition, I’ve built my own concept that helped me to get me through the dark, scary days. It can be treated as a fairy tale, it can be treated more or less seriously. As I wrote in the post at www.lovefool.be The choice is always up to you and the free will is the most important value to me. Even a Priest can’t tell you what to do and how to live. You are the decision maker, but you can collect advices from everywhere.
See Results of the summer LOVEFOOL’s campaign 2010
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I am always very surprised when I get book reviews from different people. They are like singular stories that are behind single persons. Julian, one of my main characters, says once: People are like a book for me. I open a page, which raises my interest or which I have to get to know.
The same feeling I have very often. Therefore, I am very thankful for every mail, whether snail or electronic.
Lately, I got a very surprisingly sounding book review from a Polish girl. She wrote, she is very Catholic, but she read my book on the recommendation of one of people, she likes. She was very surprised by the supernatural beings in the book. She strongly believes in God and tries to live after the rules of Church, so she does not believe in any vampires, werewolfs and other types of such excluded beings. Still, she read the book in Polish (Lovefool, part 1) and in English (Lovefool – I(m)mortal, part 2). She just end reading last week and wrote me a very extensive email. She had problems to understand my supernaturals beings and their power, abilities and possibilities.
She is highly interested in the final introduction of last pieces of the story, because she would like to get to know the conception I present.
Her impressions up to now can be partitioned into following points (let my book speaks for itself, I don’t like repeating things):
- There is a God.
I never said or wrote, the is no God. I was raised in a Catholic family too, and I know the borders of the political-religious organisation of the Catholic Church. I am not fighting against it, I am not supporting it either. Every human being should believe in what he or she would like to believe. (As Julian says: Every one of us has his own free will. That’s the most important rule. You should behave according to what you think is right. I can influence you as much as any human being can. Sometimes you hear some good advice and miffed comments, everybody thinks about their own business.) My personal border is: as long as you don’t limit others, you can do whatever you would like to do. If you limit others, clear the points, before you continue your doing. I believe in something like God, but it’s not the God presented by any Church of the world. The story and conception of supernaturals beings are just a version of mine to show how I see the world. I can’t say it’s true, but I can’t say it isn’t. There are some aspects in everyone’s life that you can’t simply explain in any rational way. There is intuition, there are some coincidences. My book is just a story with some my issues. As I wrote in my book (part 1): It doesn’t work: to think and to believe are two different things. The first one is rational, the other one is emotional.
- Your book presents angels.
No, rather not. I didn’t try to show angels. I presented supernatural beings like Julian or Govan, but not angels. They do act sometimes like ones, but they have their own tasks.
Julian explains it to Mia this way (Lovefool, part 1):
There is no word in any human language that describes me. It is strange to talk about it with anyone, because it is not easy. There is a legend that says that a long, long time ago, people and my species were living together like brothers. In fact, we are brothers. We look similar. At that time, harmony and peace ruled the word. It was like a paradise. Everyone tried to help each other and there were no enemies. Sweet, perfect harmony.
(…)
However, there was one of us who thought that people aren’t good enough to live with us at the same level. We were much stronger, much wiser and much faster than people. He started to play out people against our wise souls. He knew that people can’t read minds. We do. We can read minds of people and animals. That skill has to be trained. If we’re not trained, we aren’t allowed live around people. We have to be able to focus on important things. People think much, but most of their thoughts unimportant. There are sorrows, problems, hopes, wishes… If you can’t deal with it and if you can’t make out the important thoughts, then you are not allowed to live between humans.
(…)
Reading minds, it is quite interesting. I don’t even have to look at a person to read their mind. It is like watching TV. I can see pictures or movies; it depends on what the person is thinking about. If someone has a wish, then I will see what that person is wishing for. In addition, the more precise the wish the more accurate is the picture. If someone remembers something then I can see it like a movie, if the memory is good, or like a picture, if the memory is fleeting.
(…)
My species that I am calling my family, by the way: there are not so many of us in the world, had a pact with humans. It is a very long tradition. It goes back to the times when we were living among people and when we were travelling from one human village to another. I told you yesterday that there were not many of us and we did not walk in one group. There were smaller groups of us, three, four members of my family. And we were walking here and there. The ancient people called us Pherenikes which meant “bringing victory” from φερω (phero) “to bring” and νικη (nike) “victory” or Brennus which is a form of a Celtic name (or title) that possibly meant either “king, prince” or “raven”, depending on the region. We did not say “we came in peace” – he laughed – but we were always welcomed with respect and joy. Like kings or gods. People even gave us with these names, but we kept repeating that we don’t use these titles. However, people did not care about it and kept used these titles. People have to believe in something. They have to believe that there is someone responsible for their fate. They have to believe in a magnificent power that helps them when they are in need. People need hope; they can’t believe they can rely on their own power only. They have to believe in something mysterious, mystifying, saint. Therefore, they gave us these titles, followed us with respect and gave us gifts. Because we don’t eat human food, we did not accept the gifts they presented to us. Nevertheless, they started to beg and finally we accepted playing this game. We took their gifts and passed them on, gave them to another village. Everybody was happy. We had our fun and people got something to believe in.
(…)
And we had a non-spoken pact with humans: we did not hurt or disturb them and they did not bother us. We were like an older brother is for a younger sister. We did not want to change anything. At least it was the general impression.
- The energy theory is interesting, but is not approved by the Catholic Church.
True, it’s not approved by the Catholic Church, but 1) I don’t care, and 2) I love the idea of energy transfers and supporting people by good intensions and good energy. Sometimes, you don’t need any word to give a friend an extraordinary support. And it is very imaginable to me to see the transfers of energy from Julian to people or other beings from his family. Therefore, I wrote: Every living being and every place has its own energy. Talking about people, these are just some little quantities of energy. But still, if you saw a village through my eyes, you would know that there is an energetic potential. In the cities, all energy of every single person and animal and of the nature are cumulated and they glow.
- Many other details won’t suit to the classic point of view of the Catholic Church, I know and I am really aware of it. Still, many people think my conception is interesting and brings hope. Hope was my good in short supply at the time I wrote Lovefool. I had to motivate myself and I wrote what was on my mind. If you like it, I appreciate and I am happy. If you don’t like it, I still appreciate the time you spent with my book!
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Lately, we published the new story of Amalia Angellinni “Six impossible things before breakfast”. Now, our team member, Jerzy Brakoniecki, collected six possible questions to Amalia related to the short story.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): Your story is about talking with a child that is going to die in a row of an operation. The child has health problems with it heart. Where did you get the inspiration for a story with such content?
Amalia Angellinni: Mary Ann from the story is a real person and a friend of mine. She told me what she was going through without thinking about me making a story out of it. I was very impressed, because I can’t imagine to collect so much strength and good mood, when I would know I’ll talk about death with a child. I don’t know where she has her good energy, but she makes it happen every now and then. I couldn’t just let the story unspoken. I had an internal pressure to write it down for people, who maybe are in a similar situation or just to show that there are such situations. Additionally, I simply wanted to describe a person that is more than an average girl. I wanted to describe the child that is aware of going to die without even much talking with its surrounding.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): Why did you chose a sick child to be a hero of the story?
Amalia Angellinni: I did it, because this boy is a hero for me. I admire him very much and I am not sure whether I would be strong enough like he was.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): Why did you use a connection to Lewis Carroll’s “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”?
Amalia Angellinni: “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland” is a cultural icon, something ground-breaking and innovative from the moment it was published up to now. This book is very inspiring, not only to me. Already Christina Georgina Rossetti, Virginia Woolf, James Joyce, even Stephen King used some motives from the Carroll’s story. I was fascinated by the inconsistent, dreamy perspectives and a surreal play between characters.
As I heard about the little Jamie for the first time, it was surreal to me. I had many different thoughts without many connections between them, and I was scared, shocked and moved at the same time. I was impressed how much information a child gets more or less conscious from its surrounding. I liked the thing with dinosaurs.
At that time, Jamie as a child was another point, why I reminded Alice. She was a child, too, and still, she had to deal with adult problems – as Jamie had. I know that death is no topic for children. They should stay healthy and careless, they should play with their friends and enjoy the childhood. Still, there is a need to be able to explain every aspect of life to a child.
Then, I thought about six impossible things and it was a connection between these all already mentioned factors: a dream, impossibility, being a child and dealing with adult problems. It is about some surreal situations that happen sometimes. It was a touch of Wonderland, even if the end of the story is tragic.
I didn’t know where to start with my writing, but I knew I have to do it. Even if I couldn’t imagine me talking with Jamie knowing already the end of the story, I knew that talking with other people helps. It is important to share your thoughts with others and to have someone to trust. It is even a proven psychological approach. It makes the world a better place to live. This story is timeless and universal for all people. Everywhere you have people you may talk with or patients, who are fatally ill. You have everywhere people, who do the job of Mary Ann and it is incredible to me.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): What kind of reaction did you get after publishing the story?
Amalia Angellinni: Mostly people wrote me that they have cried while reading the story. There are just a few pages, but they were mostly very moved. Some didn’t expect me to write about some real problems after reading “Lovefool” and some started reading “Six impossible things” and wanted get to know my other works. Mostly, I got a very positive feedback and the message I wanted to spread in the world was understood correctly. Some wondered because of the combination with Carroll’s story, but they complimented it. Three different mothers thanked me for the story, because they talked with their children about dying and living. For some, it was just a good story, but the majority of my readers gave me a very positive and heart-warming feedback.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): Is it not a kind of moralisation to encourage people to talk about death? Should we, adults, talk about death with children?
Amalia Angellinni: We already talk with children about the way they come up to the world. There are different stories with storks or other quite unrealistic explanation for it in fairy-tales or in the first statements of parents. I think, if we are able to talk with children about origin of life, then we should be able to mention that life can end up, as well. My Dad and my Grandpa died already as I was a child. It was a strange feeling to know they won’t ever again talk with me or laugh with me. Nobody explained me, what happened. I was left to myself, because adults wanted to protect me. I didn’t give up and searched for solutions on my own. Now, I think it would be better for me as a child to get the explanation from my family. In this way, they have could influence what contents about death I get. They didn’t have the influence and I was sick because of fear I got by reading some adult staff about death. It wasn’t good to me.
I am deeply convinced we are obligated to talk with children about every aspect of our life, but we have to consider the age and the state of mind of a child. Of course, you have to deal according a situation. Sometimes it’s not appropriate and advisable. Nevertheless, there are many occasions you may implement the topic into a discussion.
I am very thankful for publications of authors like J.K. Rowling with the Harry Potter series or Lewis Carroll, because they included death and change as a part of the action. Some critics said it is not a literature for children anymore, but I think: if your parents don’t prepare their children how to deal with death, then you, as a child, have to recourse to other sources. I guess Harry Potter or Caterpillar are better illustration for such explanation than a google search or any other unproven material you may get. Of course you have to deal with this issue very carefully.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): What human dilemmas do you combine with cardiology?
Amalia Angellinni: There are many different aspects I think about at this point. Heart is for me the most important organ of a human body. I know that brain or a kidney are important too, but your heart is not only an engine, but it’s a place where your soul is. There are many sayings or word’s combination that mention heart: heart-breaking, heart-splitting, heart-melting, heart-warming, heart-sick… If you are a perfectly health person and at the same time, you just broke up with your boyfriend or had a fight with a friend o r a family member, your heart is affected. Today, medicine allows to transplant a kidney or pupil or skin or other organs, but a heart-transplant seems to be one of the most significant and impressive operations. There are many people with heart diseases, who get help from the modern medicine. There are still some cases, where doctors are helpless or not completely able to save a life. Still, it’s worth to try to do it. Additionally, there are not just doctors, who care about a sick patient. It’s the family and friends. It is important to have someone beside you, with whom you can talk and share your fears. It is important to get an explanation of what may come.
Jerzy Brakoniecki (SOE): Thank you for the interview.
Amalia Angellinni: Thank you for questions.
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Original title: Six impossible things before breakfast
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Six impossible things before breakfast
Do you know the sentence of Alice Kingsley: “Sometimes I believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
I like the statement, because I could count at least six impossible things right now.
Here is my list:
- successful cheering up a child that is going to die in less than 48 hours
- believing in the true love after your first real love ended up as a catastrophe
- trying to clear a situation that doesn’t make the whole situation worse than before
- becoming friends in less than one hour just after some few words exchanged in the very first talk
- trusting people again and again, even if they let you up already for a thousand times
- still be able to smile and help people further after getting deadly scary news
I would like to tell you a short story about one of them with hazard moral and internal strength.
I
Alice Kingsley: This is impossible.
The Mad Hatter: Only if you believe it is.
It is about a young boy, just six years old, with deeply brown hair like from paper birch in autumn, and slightly dainty fingers. His little, weak heart was beating not regularly, so he had to stay in hospitals many times for short periods. His parents tried to stay brave and do not cry in front of him, so they didn’t say any “Goodbye” sometimes. After the heart disease became bigger and more painful, the little boy had to get a surgery.
His parents called for someone, who already talked with kids like Jamie.
-How are you? – asked Mary Ann twice, but there was no reaction on the boy’s face. She was already informed that this child might have pervasive developmental disorders that were perfect companion to the heart weakness.
Mary Ann didn’t give up like many other people. She started to paint something.
The little boy stayed absent for a while, but his curiosity started winning over his shyness. He stood up and made some steps forward to Mary Ann. His question was written on his faint face and his eyes were even bigger than before.
-You like it? – Mary Ann asked very quietly and the boy nodded.
She was drawing a dinosaur with her red pencil. It was one of the most impressive creatures you know from the history of the world.
-It is Tyrannosaurus rex.
-I know. – Jamie answered and showed his cuddly toy that was hidden behind his backs up to this moment. The green, long, heavy tail was almost washed up and his belly was stroked too often to keep its original colour, too.
-What do you know about the T-Rex? – Mary Ann asked and looked into the eyes of the little boy. He didn’t go back to his corner and his pupils were concentrating his whole attention on a girl he knew since a couple of minutes. If you would see these two now and if you didn’t know the background, you could easily assume they are friends for a longer time already.
-He was big and fast. – Jamie was proud of his knowledge.
-You’re right.
After exchanging some more crucial and easily imaginable features of a dinosaur, Jamie whispered his wish to get another picture. Mary Ann reacted quite fast and after a couple of moments, a Brontosaurus was smiling from a piece of paper. Jamie was impressed and wanted to hear more about the species he just got to know. He would be a very professional palaeontologist. He considered attentively every piece of the draft and asked deliberate questions. After a fluently flowing river of arguments pro and contra, the little boy stayed silent. Mary Ann didn’t say anything and waited for him. It took some moments without words, but without uncomfortable pit stops.
Jamie’s nose was folding and he knitted his brow.
-I like dinosaurs. – He said finally.
-Why? – Mary Ann asked her question after a longer break.
Jamie moved to her and whispered:
-Because they are dead. I will be dead soon, too.
-Why do you think so?
Jamie analysed some unspoken thoughts and used his conspiracy tone to convey his opinion:
-My Mum doesn’t look at me without crying, my Dad doesn’t play with me anymore and the doctor, who visited me, said that I will die soon. My Grandma said it, too. I guess I have to die then, but I don’t know how you do it.
Mary Ann smiled warmly and said without waiting for any moment of silence between them.
-Your heart is weak and causes some problems. You will get into a surgery and the doctors will try to save you. If they success, you will live. If they don’t, then you will die. You don’t need any special effort to make.
-Success? – Jamie was not really convinced.
-If they manage to save you… – Mary Ann stayed friendly and was far away from crying a river. – Do you know how the OP should go on?
-No.
-Would you like to get to know?
-Yes.
-My heart is here. – Mary Ann started with putting her hand on her chest. – When I clench my hand, I see how big it should be.
The little boy followed her and repeated every movement she made. He laid his hand on his chest and clenched his fingers.
-Do you hear your heart’s beat?
Jamie nodded with a new fascination in his eyes.
-Are you sure my heart is as big as my hand right now? – He wanted to be completely sure about his new piece of information.
-Yes, it is.
Then, Mary Ann started to describe the procedure. She said how the doctors will make him fall asleep, how they will get into his heart and what they have to improve there.
-May I ask a question? – Jamie interrupted politely.
-Yes, of course. – Mary Ann laughed.
-Where do you know it all?
-I met already other children with some health problems. They had heart diseases or cancer, they survived an accident or hurt badly. They were so cute as you are and they told me how this kind of surgery goes.
Jamie’s eyes were growing and his pupils were deeply green. His cheeks turned red and a spontaneous, shyly smile came upon his face.
-So I am not the only one…
He was visibly moved and impressed. Mary Ann tried not to go furious about the lack of information Jamie got up to now. Her fingers started to tremble, but her lips didn’t show any sign of anger.
She smiled back to Jamie and answered his variety of questions. The flood stopped after more than hour. Jamie was quite satisfied to get more than enough feedback about his health condition.
After more than three hours of talking, they had to say “Goodbye”. Mary Ann promised to call him next day.
II
The Chesire Cat: We’re all mad here.
Mary Ann talked with Jamie’s parent. His father was a well-educated and successfully working man from a banking field. He struggled battles with rates, increases, tax levels and inflation. He was very busy and the whole world could exist for him from various numbers. He was like a pocket calculator and his magically favourite area of his work was probability calculation. He could calculate better than Excel and every statement, every sentence, every fact was just a simple mathematical question made from different algorithms. He knew his son was in 65% autistic, had less than 50% chances to survive the surgery and didn’t smile for more than 80% of his life. They play time took maximally two hours per day, which means 2/24 of his precious time. He paid high rates on his health system care and loved his son for almost 99%. that was the reason why he contacted Mary Ann. He calculated her help would improve the mood in his family significantly.
Jamie’s mother was an easy-going waitress with a High School cheerleader’s career. She never opposed and let herself directing through her education and life. She tried to be a good mother, but it was easier to take the judgement about Jamie’s autism than to go to another psychiatrist. She stayed reserved towards Jamie and cried, because she couldn’t be as proud about her child as other mothers with healthy kids are.
Indeed, it was a creepy situation and Mary Ann knew some reasons for acting the way they acted. Unfortunately, she was’t capable to feel it. She stayed concentrated on the child and tried not to judge adults around him. It wasn’t the time for criticism. It was a moment of gathering the strength and hopes. It was a moment of keeping the focus on the future and not analysing the past. It was a moment of direct action and no space for ignorance. Breach of neutrality within good adult relationships should come later, after everything was done to push Jamie into the positive way of thinking.
III
The Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad?
[Alice checks Hatter's temperature]
Alice Kingsley: I’m afraid so. You’re entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.
The final countdown began. Jamie ate his last meal at home. He loved strawberry corny fields on the ocean of cold milk with a pinch of gold honey. He got something else, because nobody knew what his favourite meal was. It didn’t make him happy, but he didn’t complain. He never did. He hid his fears and thoughts inside his mind and in his slowly beating heart. He collected his entire courage and spoke quietly:
-May I ask you something?
His father was surprised to hear him talking. He begged Jamie to repeat the question just to memorize the sound of his voice. The little boy started his sentence with even more shyly tone. Then, he asked for a call as if he learnt the sentence from different gangsta movies: You have a right to make one phone call to your family, lawyer, or organization. He wanted to speak with Mary Ann. She accompanied him during the meal and found out what he didn’t like about pancakes with chocolate syrup. He was rather the fruity kind of person.
In the car, he talked so much that his parents stayed frozen from amazement. They didn’t expect him being able to speak any sentences that were full of sense. He enjoyed the ride and repeated the pieces of information he won the previous day. His mother wasn’t sure where did he collected all the facts about predatory dinosaurs and the volume of own heart. He talked as if he wanted to make it good for years of silence.
As he came into the hospital, he was very satisfied to be able to describe his own procedure to a doctor. He was so proud of himself that he seemed to be bigger than he really was. He was the king of the world at the moment. He laughed. It was indescribable.
With every second he stayed captured in the hospital and wasn’t able to speak with Mary Ann. He regretted that cell phones were not allowed in the place he had to stay for the next couple of days. Even at this moment, he didn’t complain. He stayed calm, silent and reserved.
As he felt asleep, he wasn’t smiling. He never woke up again. He became a dinosaur. He dominated the last days with his silent presence, curiosity and plush toy behind his back. He went away the same way he captured himself in the moments of the last six years.
IV
The Mad Hatter: [to Alice] You used to be much more…”muchier.” You’ve lost your muchness.
Mary Ann talked with me on the phone. She sounded enormously sad. There were extremely mixed feelings in the air. She enjoyed meeting the little boy. She laughed briefly about his short stories and reminded the way he raised his questions. She became fleetingly angry while talking about other issues convicted into the space of doubts, fears and furious mistakes. For some time, she even didn’t speak a word. She let me explain my plans, motivations and I read her some of my fan correspondence I got lately. She listened to me cautiously and made her silent “ahem”. Even with many sunny, warm regards I didn’t manage to cheer her up. She wasn’t endlessly sad, either. It was a strange, new feeling to me. Mostly, it was in the opposite way: she was the one, who was my private electric socket, where I loaded my energy. Now, she was maybe not out of energy, but at least inoperable and broken. I guess she needed just a hug from a very best male friend. Sometimes, female friends are just not enough to handle such situations. Anyway, staying in touch and just being there helped her a little bit, I hope.
V
Alice: It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.
Today, I spoke with Mary Ann and she was laughing again. A part of her was still captured between Monday and Wednesday, but the majority of her open mind and energy source was present as I was used to know it. With this story, we would like to transfer the need of talking and being near to your families, friends and even strange people. You have no idea how good vibrations can be spread on the easy way.
My story has a very happy end and a message:
I spoke with some nurses and they said that such people like Mary Ann are always welcomed as volunteers on the hospital floors. Just take your spontaneousness and joy with you like you take the weather with you. Take it all and spread the positive package of emotions between known and unknown people. Make your trainings and start helping other human beings. I already signed up for some fairy tales hours in a kindergarten near to my university.
If you study psychology or medicine, you might got a chance in a hospital.
There are several projects that might be interesting to you. Visit following pages for more information:
The European Society of Cardiology: http://www.escardio.org
European Council for Cardiovascular Research (ECCR ): http://www.eccr.org
VI
Charles Kingsleigh: Precisely. Gentlemen, the only way to achieve the impossible, is to believe it’s possible.
Start writing your own history!
About Amalia and Lovefool
Amalia is a young, successful, independent Italian writer, often compared with Anne Rice and Stephenie Meyer and poets, because of her style. Her works were published within the European integration project Scholar Online Europe. Already 2/3 of her saga “Lovefool” is available in English, German and Polish (“Lovefool” and “Lovefool – I(m)mortal”). The “Summer campaign of all lovefools” was a great success and the results can be seen at Scholar Online Europe and the “Be LOVEFOOL” website. Furthermore, her short story “Valentine’s Day” was published in different languages in 2011, too, and her last, third part of the “Lovefool” saga will be published in autumn 2011.
Further information:
Amalia @ Scholar Online Europa
Amalia @ Twitter
Lovefool @ Scholar Online Europa
Lovefool @ Twitter
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I get many mails from my fans and I try to answer every piece of correspondence I get. Some of your questions come to me repeatedly, some of them are very unique. You will find some of your questions below and my written answers come directly after them. Enjoy!
Your question: Which part of your book is your favourite and why?
My answer: I like many different scenes from my books, because they remind me of special feelings I had when I thought about it for the first time. There are some scenes that I personally experienced, but there are some dreams and imaginative scenarios I took and played with.
Your question: What dreams did you had as you were a little girl?
My answer: I wanted to get some wings and fly over Tyrrhenian Sea with some seagulls. I wanted to go to Colosseum and see gladiators fighting for their freedom with wild animals. I wanted to have a tiger as a pet. I wanted to speak every language on earth to understand all people on the world. I wanted to be able to make three steps and be already in another country. I wanted to be a friend of the Little Mermaid Ariel, because I liked the movie so much. There were so many wishes I had…
Your question: Do you have any brothers or sisters?
My answer: No, unfortunately not. I am the only known child of my parents. (smiling)
Your question: With which writer would you like to go to a breakfast and to a dinner?
My answer: I think there are many different writers that I would like to meet. Some of them are already beyond this life, but if I had some supernatural powers I would like to talk with Lewis Carrol, J.R.R. Tolkien and J.K. Rowling at the evening. Their stories would be very supportive before I would go to sleep. Ernest Miller Hemingway, William Wharton, Ken Kesey and Virginia Woolf would be great partners for a serious talk before noon, because a serious talk before noon gives you a whole day to think about it and to set new points. It is not about dreamy things, but about analysing the reality then. That are just few examples of people I would like to know. Nevertheless, I meet them while I read their books. I think every writer leaves a part of own existence in the work. We define ourselves by the things we do.
Your question: What pushed you to write?
My answer: I had a variety of dreams and visions inside and didn’t know where to go with them. I collected them all in my soul, but I got a feeling that I might explode, when I won’t share my thoughts with others. My friends were the guinea pigs and they were astonished in a positive way.
Your question: How did you start writing?
My answer: My friends said more than once, they wish to get my short stories in a written form. I talked mostly about things I had in my head, about my thoughts and inspirations. They motivated me to write various stories and they wanted to publish them here and there. I wasn’t sure about it. As I started to write “Lovefool”, I was internally convinced I just write it and give my friends as a Christmas present or birthday present. As they pushed me to find a publisher, I was extremely nerved and felt under pressure. As I got a hint about Scholar Online Europa and contacted Anna, I was sure that I am on the right place. I got the feeling of security and comfortableness. Giving your book to someone you don’t know is like giving your child into a kindergarten. You have hopes that other persons will carry over your work as if it would be their own thing, but you have to take into consideration all bad stories you already heard about bad characters. I had luck and I felt SOE and Anna will represent me even better than I might do it myself. They gave me good hints what I should correct and left me enough space to be still the shy mouse in the background. They translated my books and made possible to me to get feedback from people from all over the world. I couldn’t be happier with my choice.
Your question: Do your parents and poetry or literature have anything in common?
My answer: Rather not. My Dad was a sales representative in a bigger company and my Mum is a kindergartener. My grandfather was a passionate reader of the world literature and he was carrying over me for some moths, when my Mum was in a hospital. My parents had a car accident. My Dad died and my mother has still some health problems in a row of this tragic moment of life. My grandfather kept reading books and essays to me. We discussed many issues there and I loved it very much.
Your question: What is your message that you convey in the Lovefool saga?
My answer: I just wrote down things that were in my head and in my heart. I didn’t expect at first any message. As I wrote it and had a finished book, I didn’t occupy myself with it for a while. Then, I read it once more after consultations with Anna from the SOE project. I saw how many emotions I tried to capture in my book and I was overwhelmed. I saw for the first time that I wanted to remind me about many things I had to think about, independently from the current situation. It is about going through problems with a kind of proud feeling. It is about being scared and anyhow keeping your internal power together. It is about feeling insecure, because you don’t know, whether it’s love, whether you’re loved in return, shortly speaking: are you a love’s fool or fool of love or not. It is about uncertainty whether you have the courage and patience to realise your dreams. It is about fighting against the real enemies. It is about your internal fight. It is about finding yourself and your own place in the reality you are captured and creating the new scenery. It is about having a feeling that you are a valuable and precious human being, even if you are not perfect every day. And it is about getting hope for better future created by yourself and by the other beings. It is about the special touch of creatures I imagined and the magic in the real world. It is about the time. It is about love. It is about life and death.
(smiling) Now it sounded very chaotically!
Your question: Are you interested in other fields beyond literature?
My answer: Yes, indeed. Because of my studies and my personal interest, I like analysing and observing other cultures, history, arts and music. I think every piece of work you could capture with your thought, whether it is a sculpture, a painting, an idiom, a specific style of clothes or a song, makes sense and can be interpreted in different ways. I like discussions about art and music, because you can see where are the fields of interest of other people.
Your question: What kind of music do you listen in your free time?
My answer: When you look at the Lovefool’s soundtrack, you will find pieces of music I like very much. Some of them I got to know through many discussions with Anna. I found the idea great to give song’s titles as chapter’s titles. Many people share the same point of view with me in this matter. That is great.
Your question: Which character’s features of your characters you like the most?
My answer: Oh, that’s a tricky question. I like all my characters in a special way and I can’t comment it at the time, because just 2/3 of the story is already published. I think it is better to judge the complete picture. Some people were astonished after reading “Lovefool – I(m)mortal”, because there are some new characters that interact with the old ones. Julian is almost not there, so many missed him. However, some wrote, they missed Julian, but felt his presence anyway. In the second part of Lovefool you see some new actions and reactions, therefore, you can see my characters in a different light. It is just like in a real life: you collect new experiences every day, so you are not the same person when a day starts and ends. You get new perspectives, new hopes, new fears, new plans, new assumptions, new confirmations.
Your question: Which character is your favourite and why?
My answer: It is the same kind of question as “do you love your Mum or your Dad more?” I was raised in a loving family with both parents. I was 8 years old as my Dad died. I can’t still answer the question I mentioned in the yes-or-no-way. That’s the same with my characters. I like them all very much, but in a special way. They are all a part of me and I couldn’t give up any single being.
Your question: What do you plan after Lovefool saga?
My answer: At first, I have to finish the story. The third part of the saga will be published this year, so I have to stay focussed on it. However, for the Valentin’s Day I prepared a short story and there is another short story I wrote. Some of my stories will be published by SOE before Lovefool part 3 goes online. After all, I would like to keep writing, because it is a part of my nature. I get much feedback and inspirations from my fans and friends. In this way, there is enough material to adapt it in a written way.
I am waiting for your further questions, problems, dreams, insecurities and any thoughts you would like to share with me. Thank you all in advance for it!
More interviews you can find here.
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Posted on 19 February '11 by Amalia Angellinni, under Interviews. 1 Comment.
:: polski, :: deutsch, :: English
It was a very cold February, with snow on the streets and ice in my heart. After I stopped fighting against my tears again and finally, I was able to create a pretty smile on my face, I went to my work and had been keeping myself captured into the daily routine with some coffee breaks at Starbucks. Walking there and back was the part called ‘I am trying to move myself on my own’.
The Winged Victory of Samothrace, also called the Nike of Samothrace
An early evening showed up unexpectedly for the unendless time, and I have been trying to keep myself into one piece in front of my television. Heart-broken human beings mostly catch at first TV shows about lovers and not almost lovers. It would be easier to watch a movie without happy end and Hollywood’s bright smiles that were shown from the very first beginning and all that has been keeping continued every now and then. If anyone knows a good movie without gangsta drama or silent lambs, but with a love story without boring finish lines, please send it to me as soon as possible. Even watching National Geographic didn’t help much, because the animal world functions the same way the human world does. Additionally, a penguin or an albatross knows already after some seconds who is its life partner. Why is it so hard to be sure that a person you apparently love above all is the only one you can live with forever?
I kept watching a silly casting show just to avoid any lovefoolish movie material. I have been missing my comfortable feeling of being loved, but I was sure there will be no other, who could fulfill my heart with hope and trust. I was too damaged to have any hope. I was internally too destroyed to dare to dream again. It was safer for me to stay away from any ‘I will always love you’ stories. The unhappier I was the more distanced I became towards my world and the more calmness stepped into my life. Everything turned into a routine and even my friends mentioned I am getting too foreseeable at that time.
At the moment, I was completely sure I can’t have any bigger lack of hope and I familiarized with the loneliness inside my body, soul and any mental point defined by Buddhism, Christian values and other religious ideologies. I was internally balanced as a relation between one kilogram iron versus one kilogram of feathers.
It was a solid ground for my further life. I was able to live with myself and didn’t need anyone else anytime. It was more tolerable to stay alone than to risk any further disappointment, ache and loss of hopes. It would kill me like Beatrix Kiddo AKA Black Mamba killed Bill. It would be just another example of aestheticization of violence in high culture codes, but even more real to me, because noticeable with every beat of my own creepy heart.
I met a new guy. I didn’t plan to fall in love. You can’t plan it. You simply fall in love like you jump on a bungee or take a breath. I couldn’t resist, even if my mind screamed to me ‘You idiot!’ every time I got a thought. My heart had it own campaign and started leading my sleepy hopes like the Italian Legion were led by Giuseppe Garibaldi.
He was just a one night stand, before he became my own Midnight Summer Dream. I was too drunk to control my internal brakes. I just let the moment pass by and I hoped to wake up with any other feeling than just let-down and being not loved. I woke up with moral hazard and a huge hangover. I took the rest of my dignity into my right hand and left his apartment. What an indescribable satisfaction I got, as I could just simply go home. On the way, I memorized all strokes I got, all kisses I got, all single multiple joys of my body, a thousand times good nights… It was unbelievable. However, I was sure it was just one moment in time and I couldn’t imagine to build any relationship with any human being. I got already a huge kick into my bottom from life and I had to protect myself from being silly in love again.
I don’t know how he found me, but he was waiting for me in front of my door on the Valentin’s Day. He didn’t let me to throw him away from my present day. He just simply broke into my life and stayed against the unplanned God’s stories prepared for me. I didn’t expect him to stay at my side for a longer while.
It is my very unusual story for a one special day in a year, which is not celebrated by me in any classic way. It is a very special day, when my boyfriend is waiting for me with flowers under my balcony and follows me into the dark. It is a day of victory over the hopelessness and getting new perspectives.
You are like Nike of Samothrace,
unsilenced love !
Though slain, you still run your eager race,
reaching out severed arms
M.Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska “Nike”
(transl. B.Bogaczek, T.Howard)
About Lovefool:
‘Lovefool’ is the first book written by Italian young writer Amalia Angellinni and published in English, German and Polish by Scholar Online Europe. In the meanwhile, already the second part of the Lovefool’s trilogy ‘Lovefool – I (m) mortal’ is available. Amalia is a young, passionate writer and her fans love her story for creative, innovative conceptions and lyric style framing the relationships between main characters: Mia, Julian and Sebastian. BE LOVEFOOL :-)
Read more about Amalia Angellinni and be lovefool
http://www.lovefool.be/
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Posted on 13 February '11 by annab, under Amalia's thoughts. 2 Comments.
I love talking with people, who inspire me and bring my personality further.
Lately, I talked with a very good friend of mine, and at the same time my publisher, a person who believed in me from the very beginning, even without knowing me. Talks with Anna are always special. She experienced already many different sides of life. Her feedback and her motivation inspire me.
What I wanted to write about is the point what I discussed with Anna lately. I got many emails with admiration for Sebastian and a question, why Mia decided to love Julian (if she could get Sebastian easily).
At first: in my opinion you don’t decide who to love. It is whether you love someone or not. It is not a question how much you love. Second point: how do you know when love starts? It is mostly a question of time: when do you meet the person you might fall in love with. I heard and read already many love stories you sent me and I was fascinated by them. Maybe it would be a theme for another book?
Nevertheless, being in love is one of the most wonderful and fragile phases in our lives. In this regard, I just caught a thought of Anna that I would bring in my novels somewhere someday. She said the most inconvenient things about hotels is to feel being alone while you fall asleep and someone you love is many kilometers away. This is definitely a love sign for me! And it is no heart-break hotel! (Anna, you know exactly what I mean!)
How do your love signs look like?
Be lovefool, read lovefool and spread the feeling!
At smashwords you will find both parts of Lovefool.
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Some of the Infamous Proust questions with my answers, because you asked for it.
Happy New Year everyone!
Your most marked characteristic?
Being a dreamy and friendly human being with some inspirations and imaginations, iPod-holic and a writer writing own thoughts on post-its during underground trips
The quality you most like in a woman?
Being feminine, but still wonderful and inspiring
What do you most value in your friends?
Telling me the truth, even if it’s sometimes hard to hear and pushing me forwards, when I am not sure what to do
What is your principle defect?
I am my own principle now, so I won’t make any critical notice about me ;-)
What is your favourite occupation?
dreaming, writing with a cup of tea in my hand, listening to the music everywhere I go, spending time with my friends
What is your dream of happiness?
To love and to be loved in return
What to your mind would be the greatest of misfortunes?
Doing such wrong things that you don’t recognize yourself anymore and making yourself your greatest enemy of all
What would you like to be?
Sometimes one of my characters, but mostly I am satisfied with myself.
In what country would you like to live?
In a world without gates, borders and visas.
What is your favourite color?
Blue (sky)
red (roses)
white (snow)
yellow (sun)
green (grass)
What is your favourite flower?
Any flower I get from others.
What is your favourite bird?
Thunderbird ;-)
classic: colibri
Who are your favourite prose writers?
Broente’s sisters, E. Hemingway, J. R. R. Tolkien, Clive Staples Lewis, Lewis Carrol
Who are your favourite poets?
Francesco Petrarca, George Orwell, Shakespeare
Who is your favourite hero of fiction?
My heroes: Mia, Julian, Sebastian, Govan, The Third Wiseman, and other characters from my books
Who are your favourite composers?
James Horner, Hans Zimmer and Alexander Desplat
Who are your favourite painters?
Impressionists like Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Claude Monet, Camille Pissarro, Mary Cassatt, Berthe Morisot, Edgar Degas, Armand Guillaumin
others: Leonardo da Vinci, Andy Warhol, Salvador Dali, Giovanni Francesco Barbieri, Jacopo Bassano, François Boucher
Who are your heroes in real life?
My Mum, my friends and people, who inspire me
What are your favourite names?
Mia, Julian, Sebastian
What is it you most dislike?
Being rude and disrespecting, ignorance and brutality
What historical figures do you most despise?Everyone, who fought for wrong reasons
What event in military history do you most admire?
Giuseppe Garibaldi, “Hero of the Two Worlds”
What reform do you most admire?
Oh, I have no idea!
What natural gift would you most like to possess?
Natural health and being able to meet inspiring people
How would you like to die?Unpredictable.
What is your present state of mind?
Thinking about the year 2010 and what the year 2011 might bring to me.
What is your motto?
Dream your life, live your dream!
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