February 6- Parisian Mystery and the power of love

Dear February,

so now I know who the murderer is. I got to the last chapter, and even read his confession and motives. The murderer isn’t Victor Legris. Victor is actually the detective. No, the authors didn’t want to confuse us that much.

Of course I am not going to tell you! I wouldn’t ruin it for you in case you decide to read it. It is a great novel if you want to learn about life in Paris at the end of the 19th century. It’s the kind of historical mystery that creates the ambiance of a whole period with such detail that you see a film unfolding as you read.

One funny detail: Victor is entering a café where the best Impressionist painters exchange their paintings for food and drinks. The café owner is trying to sell Victor a Van Gogh for peanuts, and he praises his work. But Victor doesn’t even see the painting! All he cares about is a mediocre sculpture of Tasha, the girl he is obsessed with.

Is love blind?

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February 6- Motivation and role models

Dear February,

Do you know what works better to stimulate motivation and focus? No it isn’t guarana. It is a role model. Someone whose action, standing up to what she/he believes and working in this direction, inspires you. I am thinking of a friend, K, who started a campaign from a difficult position and is making his way through the artistic world with dignity and self-confidence. What an inspiration!

How does this affect me? It puts me in a good mood, saying, look April, there is someone else out there, I am not alone- sorry February but you are here for 28 days- Let’s transform my dreams into action! Let’s concentrate and put my ideas together! What do I do right now? I am waiting for the coffee to start operating and in the mean while, I find a moment to write a note to you. The beautiful winter sun is reaching out to me through the café window. I am in front of my computer, thanking the waiter for remembering that I like my coffee with some warm milk: “noisette”, as we say in Paris, meaning “hazelnut”.

So, thank you dear friend K for being such a hero, it makes my day! I like your style, a little bit provocative, assuming you come from a minority position, with lots of humor, active and yet never disrespectful of others.

K, you rock!