Belgin Akaltan
I have been incubating this piece for a couple of years. I have been
turning it from right to left, left to right, upside-down... I have
started writing it many times and I did not like it just as many times
and started again. This has been going on for a while but I have decided
to go ahead, whatever the outcome is, whether I like it or not.
First thing, I always put on a playlist from my dear friend, writer, gourmet, radio programmer, academic and jazz-lover Güzin Yalın. I always do that when I have stopovers in writing or when I have stopovers in myself. If I am too lazy, too dumb, too excited, too inspired, too depressed, when ideas and phrases race in my mind, I play the songs she chose for her Mardin piece in particular. Güzin’s playlists have a magical effect on me.
First thing, I always put on a playlist from my dear friend, writer, gourmet, radio programmer, academic and jazz-lover Güzin Yalın. I always do that when I have stopovers in writing or when I have stopovers in myself. If I am too lazy, too dumb, too excited, too inspired, too depressed, when ideas and phrases race in my mind, I play the songs she chose for her Mardin piece in particular. Güzin’s playlists have a magical effect on me.
