Publishing Books for Eternity
One Author, One Book at a Time
Publishing Books for Eternity
One Author, One Book at a Time
Why Read the Rubaiyat Omar Khayyam and Edward FitzGerald?
If you are one of those courageous persons willing to live life with no regrets, in the simple and beautiful lines of the Rubaiyat you’ll find some of life’s real joys and pleasures.
See it this way. There are books that add to and complete one’s life education. It’s the message such books deliver and the beauty they deliver it with. The Rubaiyat is one of them.
Grab life with both your hands, squeeze every bit it has to offer, cherish it every day. For what else is there? This is the message of the Rubaiyat: simple, understated yet warm.
In this modern illustrated version you get to know the amazing world of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam and Edward FitzGerald. You’ll discover how Rubaiyat captured the world’s imagination and became one of the most famous poems ever. … Read more
Why Read the Rubaiyat Omar Khayyam and Edward FitzGerald?
If you are one of those courageous persons willing to live life with no regrets, in the simple and beautiful lines of the Rubaiyat you’ll find some of life’s real joys and pleasures.
See it this way. There are books that add to and complete one’s life education. It’s the message such books deliver and the beauty they deliver it with. The Rubaiyat is one of them.
Grab life with both your hands, squeeze every bit it has to offer, cherish it every day. For what else is there? This is the message of the Rubaiyat: simple, understated yet warm.
In this modern illustrated version you get to know the amazing world of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam and Edward FitzGerald. You’ll discover how Rubaiyat captured the world’s imagination and became one of the most famous poems ever. … Read more
Writing About What You Said
When I was working in Leeds, I was travelling every day from Huddersfield. It would start with a 10-20 minute bus ride, a 40 minute train ride and then a 15-20 minute bus ride, each way. Commuting was a waste of time. As an artist, I would want to use the time to draw or sketch out paintings, but the train was almost always too packed.
One day, I managed to find a seat, I was scrolling through social media trying to avoid eye contact with other passengers. In the seat behind me there were two men in their early thirties, one was telling the other about a trip that had gone wrong. He had been for a job interview down south and due to the distance he had booked a hotel. He screwed up the interview and annoyed at himself, he got pissed. Then he couldn’t find his way back to his hotel and ended up wandering the streets all night.
I tried to put myself into the poor lad’s shoes and it got me thinking. What else could have happened to him that night? I… Read more
