A man who never gave up on romance - Mario Saincic's Writing Blog

As 2014 disappears like a shadow in fear of the promising light of the New Year, we all take time to reflect on what has come and gone. For some the good memories overpower the bad, and then others choose to drag the baggage of what was along with them. For me - books were written, published, read and reviewed. In the same fashion, so was everything in my life. But the evaluation I received on a personal note was not as kind as a reader blown away by the characters I had created, but rather the brutal judgement of self. I felt uprooted when I lost love, was taken from those that are most dear, and battled to carry on. Reading comments for what I had written brought the realisation that I truly believe life will be okay. Yes, we have storms. Rain washes down and threatens the integrity of our foundation. Yet writing this now, I am able to see and feel the sunshine of tomorrow waiting to shine on my face. After months of unmotivated silence, I am glad to announce t...

  Christmas. A time of year when everybody gears up to spend and create memorable moments with friends and family. Gifts are presented and usually judged by the amount spent, the store name that appears on the receipt, or even whether the gadget bought is not too outdated or ‘uncool.’ But after all the curve balls life throws at us, maybe we should go back to the basics. Christmas is a time of giving and receiving, yes…but of ourselves and not our cards to swipe. Love. It makes the world go around, they say. It also makes us blind, others murmur. To me…it is a circle of life. We are born, wide-eyed and helpless, needing to be loved for the sake of survival. And as the years go by and we age, there is actually not much difference. We build castles and surround ourselves with items of beauty, but often fail to see the most precious gift that can ever be bestowed on any one person… …love… So as the year draws to a close, I look back at the weeks and m...