LET ME INTRODUCE MYSELF: My name is Bojana and I’m running a blog called Bojana’s Coffee and Confessions to go.
I am a teacher, a writer, a workaholic, a perfectionist, a skeptic, a realist with dreams, an art lover, a travel freak, a tennis fan, a coffee junkie, a carnivore, an environmentalist, a political being, a good person, a bitch, a neurotic, a soul searcher, a careful daughter, a caring daughter, a missing sister, a part-time wife, a part-time friend, and a full-time mom. I am a citizen of the world (who happens to be the citizen of Serbia), once a permanent resident of Canada, now a German permanent residence permit holder, a legal alien in all three.
WHAT AM I DOING HERE? To answer this question, I have to go back a year and a half ago when my blogging adventure started. I remember I couldn’t sleep, being suddenly flooded with dozens of thoughts, a rush of emotions and an unstoppable urge to get out of bed, and start to write. Back then, I wasn’t even sure what about. Last time I had written something had been 20 years before, and I knew how liberating it had felt. As time went by, I stopped. I was constantly pressed for time since I began studying and then working and I simply forgot, not how to write but to write in the first place.
Anyway, I decided to play it by ear. I believed it was a mental breakthrough, a sudden insight, an epiphany. On the other hand, I was aware of the fact those undefined perplexing thoughts which came rushing to my mind were also a result of inner turmoil, disturbance, confusion, sadness, rage, anxiety and restlessness I’d been feeling. My writing actually started as a self-healing attempt, a process of recovery, a journey I was determined to embark on in hopes of getting out of my mess. As a result, my early posts were designed as an attempt to get to the root of my obnoxious mood swings and stress. I would often refer to it as soul-searching, reconciliation and finding peace I had been longing for.
DID I LET THE GENIE OUT? I most definitely did and by doing so I found a whole lot more than I had bargained for. As my readership was growing, and I was discovering new interesting topics, my posts began to undergo a change. Besides, I made friends with some gorgeous people who helped me heal by, among other things, reaching out and asking me to open up. Consequently, I started writing about growing up amidst the crisis, war and challenging post-war years in Yugoslavia where I grew up, which has with time evolved into a series of bitter sweet posts I’m exceptionally proud of.
In the meantime, I started successfully writing engaging poetry and short stories. At the moment, I’m working on a number of posts with a fellow blogger I think the world of, namely a satire about the rise of nationalism and other bad isms worldwide. You can find the first installment on my site already.
If you want to find out more, you’ll have to visit my blog. What you need to know for now is I can’t take bullshit and speaking straight from the shoulder, however painful and shocking, is something I’m rather good at. I have frequently been called a fierce and uncompromising writer who doesn’t want to look away and a force to be reckoned with. I love stream of consciousness, sarcasm, criticizing sentimentality and society, and using both formal and informal language in a single piece of writing. When I don’t bitch about injustice and exploitation, I’m still trying to figure out how to cope the best way I can.