Stray thoughts, tamed.
Sketches in ink - 5 You may have noticed that I seldom talk about tomorrow. That is because - briefly - my vision does not extend that far and every day there is something that happens which I have not anticipated. Clearly, I am not in control. We think of the Mad Hatter's tea party... Continue Reading →
~Sources of Joy ~ Day 212 I have been fighting with my text today, but then I remembered what someone else once said - as one does, and felt so much better for it. Anna Haxen, a Danish to English translator, thought what she had to say in a forum one day was pretty unremarkable,... Continue Reading →
There is another form of lowlife which entered my sphere of knowledge first thing on this otherwise lovely Sunday morning: LINGVO POINT Operating from http://www.lingvopoint.com, this directory claims to have 43,158 translators registered with it. This is a SCAM. As a translator, do not log in - under any circumstances. As a buyer of translation... Continue Reading →
I am ever so busy reorganising this blog. If you are following me, you might get a lot of useless e-mail notifications taking you to some truly ghastly pseudo blogs over the next few days. Please ignore them. I shall announce the new creation appropriately - and then, of course, you are more than welcome to... Continue Reading →
I spent yesterday, and the evening before, interacting with fellow translators in real life and attending a workshop presented by Daniela Zambrini and coordinated by organiser supreme, Paula Ribeiro. The cost of the workshop itself was the least expensive part of my trip, thanks to the generosity of people who believe in sharing knowledge -... Continue Reading →
In my world, words on boxes have to make sense.
Sources of Joy - Day 95 Day 93 (Friday) finally saw the delivery of my office table, a bargain second-hand buy. The last piece of the intricate puzzle that is my new office space, now placed together with the inadequate desk I already possessed, gives me a large desk space on which to order my... Continue Reading →
Sources of Joy - Day 62 and 63 I got my car back yesterday. It is fixed. Before I got my car back, I had to do some work. Somewhat out of character, I found the act of working difficult. This has a lot to do with the radical changes taking place in my life, and the... Continue Reading →
I love the fact that translator fora exist on Facebook. I only became aware of this phenomenon this year. Through these fora, I now have contact with people I encountered years ago on a translator mailing list, fellow members of ProZ whom I shall probably never meet in the real world, translators I have met... Continue Reading →
Sources of Joy - Days 40, 41 and 42 Do not jump to any conclusions. All dealings at the Evento regional da ProZ em Porto, Portugal and the Freelance Box event held this weekend in Porto were strictly professional, she said prudishly. The confessions part of the title owes its existence to a fleeting thought... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 