I'm a Venezuelan Literary Translator and mother of two living in London. I love life so my passions and interests are endless. Some of them, in no particular order are: running, writing, Literature and Philosophy, politics, cultural diversity, people (all sorts of them), languages, dogs, Venezuela and my house.
One of the best discoveries of my training journey to complete the Paris marathon was podcasts. Up until earlier this year, I had missed out on the fantastic universe of podcasts out there that caters for every taste and every need from listeners across the world. By far, my favourite podcast so far is one … More My marathon epic journey
Just as it happens with dreams, I love how my mind wanders about when I’m running and stubbornly takes me wherever it wants. Today, the run sparked a reflection about the benefits of being a ‘yes person’ despite the risks that this ‘give it a go’ disposition can, of course, entail. More often than not, … More The seed of ‘yes’
Today I ran my first proper subzero circuit (at -4C) around Richmond Park and it was hard… It is the first long-ish run of the year as I build up resistance for the Paris marathon in April. How on earth am I going to do this? I have no clue…But overcoming the hardship of running … More Till the end: Hasta el final
I don’t know when exactly I set off on this journey back. Perhaps from the first day I set foot in London sixteen years ago, or maybe a few years later. The truth is that the return was gradual, so subtle that for a long time I did not even notice I was returning. When … More From London to Caracas
In 2012, when my second son was under a year old, I decided to apply for jobs in publishing, an industry where I knew I could thrive, given my background in comparative literature and translation and my love of books. I had quitted my lovely charity sector, full-time, yet low-paid job, when my first son … More “I shall use my time” – To my fellow mums
Legend has it that many generations ago a young Pemon man married a beautiful woman from the Macuxi tribe, thus violating the ancient rule of the god Makunaima, which forbid marriages between members of the two tribes. As punishment, the god turned the lovers into the Kueka stone, right in the place where they last … More Kueka
Thank God there is a positive side to everything, even to being a fastidious virgo. I take no pride in being an obsessive person, one who wastes time and energy getting irritable over minor things or matters that don’t even concern me. I mean, why can’t I just enjoy watching a film while those around … More Tips for a good night sleep from a fastidious virgo
“If you like bridges, you have to learn languages.” I came across this statement a few days ago, whilst reading Elif Shafak’s The Architect’s Apprentice, and I must confess that I had to pause for a minute to savour it, for it expressed an idea -an association- that had been whirling in my mind for … More Bridges
For many years now since my arrival in London, I have been having the same recurrent dream: I am in a house, my own house, even though it changes from one dream to another, when I suddenly discover a door or a staircase that leads to an extensive section which I didn’t know existed. The … More The ever expanding house of our unconscious mind
In the autumn of 1928, Virginia Woolf delivered two lectures on the subject of women and fiction at the women-only Girton and Newnham Colleges in Cambridge, which she would later condense in her influential long essay, A Room of One’s Own. Few pieces of writing have the power of sending my mind into an emotional … More Virginia and Reese’s quest, our quest