Paulo Seabra

I ain't know much about business. I kinda should but I just don't. I've spent a decent chunk of my life writing books, and then a smaller chunk writing blog articles. Here and there I've gotten a little bit of attention from people, but sadly not as much of it as I'd like, and so the idea of earning a living from this thing of mine is still a very far-off dream... Regardless, I intend to insist on it. I've written three books and one hundred and thirty-four blog articles, including this very one, and while I intend to work something out, to put myself out there a little bit and earn a real living, I'd also like to finally get some eyes going over my words. For that reason my next two blog articles will be a lengthy series of excerpts from my first and second books respectively, something that I probably should have done a long time ago and subsequently have left as visible as possible. I haven't yet because I'm an idiot but hey, it is what it is... B...

So, it has now been a year... Well, not really but close enough. In some ways I suppose I have been carefully biding my time, but in other ways I feel as though I've wasted enough time already... My idea was to spend this last year working on some other stuff, still writing blog articles in the meantime, of course, but without having to worry about publishing them so that I could instead take it easy. And also, perhaps more importantly, so that I could give it some time to hopefully get me some new readers. I can't say I've gotten many, though it's still nice to go on my stats page and see an uptick or two, and to also see the world map light up with the country of whoever it was who wandered into my house. I just wish whoever it was had left a comment or two, and even better, I wish they had stuck around and read some of my other stuff... But no matter. I shall go hence. As far as the blog goes I guess I've c...

I know, or rather I still vaguely remember, what I said before, namely when I first reached one hundred posts on here, and I still have quite a few ideas to write about, but I think for now I'll take a bit of a break... It's not so much that I don't have the time or the motivation, I think it's really more so that I wanna see if what I've written so far resurfaces a little bit, I wanna see if I find some readers instead of carrying on and on until some of the old stuff on here gets buried so deep it will never see the light of day. And as far as my existing blog posts go I do remember each one, but only in an almost nostalgic sense, because I'm now at a stage where if I do get some attention on most of them I'll have to reread what I wrote so as to refresh my memory in any detail. So I think for now I'll take the time to do other things and to try to improve upon the ones I already have. The same more or less applies to Nostos, my third and latest book...

This here is my one hundredth blog post. For someone more intense than me this might call for a celebration, but since I was never one for big celebrations, I instead celebrate with some time to reflect, time I might as well use somewhat productively by writing something down. So I write this, but just what is this really? In a way it's a cheat. Instead of writing a proper article as the special one hundredth I write just a little note, a reminder, a placeholder... But to be honest I'm a bit tired at this point, having gone through some busy months during which I still tried to be productive and managed to write all I had planned. But the reason for that is just a dumb OCD thing. When I started out this blog I wrote six articles in the first month, having then decided on that set number until the month of july when I managed to write ten. Sometime after I decided that on every third month I'd write only four so as to relax a bit, until I realized the next july was upon me, ...

O meu cão morreu. Ele morreu no passado dia treze de abril, tendo vivido neste mundo sensivelmente dez anos e um mês. E apesar de tudo, comparado com os milhões de cães neste mundo, cães cujas vidas e mortes são tudo menos invejáveis, o Nero teve uma boa vida. Fiz o melhor que pude por ele e ele tornou-se o meu melhor amigo ainda antes que eu me apercebesse disso... É preciso um coração de pedra para que alguém não se afeiçoe a um cão ao longo dos anos, ou até ao fim de um ou dois dias, e embora eu tenha uma forte tendência para pensar que quem tem um coração de pedra vive muito melhor e que está muito mais preparado para enfrentar o mundo, talvez comece a mudar de ideias e a achar que estar triste de vez em quando valha a pena em troca de dez anos com o nosso melhor amigo. My dog died. He died on april thirteenth, having lived in this world roughly ten years and one month. And all things considered, compared to the millions of dogs in this world, dogs whose lives and deaths are everyt...

This blog turns one year old today. Congratulations then, I guess... But I've never been given to celebrations, so what could I say instead? Maybe I could say I've come a long way and that I've been getting the hang of it. In fact I've spent countless hours not only writing and editing all of the articles I've posted but also going over tiny presentation details and doing some boring stuff, like for example reuploading each individual picture due to weird bugs and programming issues I don't quite understand. I can say I've been working hard and, in a way, it's a bit disappointing to not yet have gotten any readers aside from the very occasional and understandably distant friend. And in a more worldly sense, though it goes hand in hand, it's annoying to not have gotten any money out of it. Obviously I'd like to start getting my life in order but I don't call my failure to do that disappointing because I kinda wasn't expecting to be able to...

Hello. I'm a writer, or at least I'm trying to be one. I have published three books – the first is a book of short stories, written in english, titled The Wandering King,  the second is a novel, written in portuguese, titled Telémaco,  and the third is a book of memoirs, written mostly in portuguese, titled Nostos. For that reason, I intend to keep writing books in both languages. As far as this blog goes, I will try to present the respective translations whenever possible or expedient, however, by way of universality, most articles will be written in english. Apart from that, I plan to use this blog to publish essays on literature, cinema, art, philosophy, religion, and also whatever else I think of at the time. But most of all, I'd like to reach as many readers as possible. Because no one will like absolutely everything in this blog, but I like to think everyone will like at least something. Thanks. § Olá. Eu sou um escritor, ou pelo menos estou a tentar. Publiquei três ...