An Endless Summer
An Endless Summer…
I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
There is always a note of sentimentality when we enter the end of summer, and we return to our own routines, responsibilities, spaces that we might not have the enthusiasm or interest to occupy. That’s because summer is always full of promise: sunlight on your skin, stretching out to read a book, taking a long endless siesta, feeling warm and together.
The past few months have been full of wonder and confusion –– the kind where everything seems out of place, but will sort itself out by summer. I have always believed that August is the beginning of good things, and I still find this true. I think that Fitzgerald shares my love for this time of the year when he said: And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
My third book, Biru Dan Kisah-Kisah Lainnya, a translation of my first book is available in stores now. The book is an Indonesian translation of my first short story collection, Monsoon Tiger and Other Stories, and it is especially special for me as it was translated by my mother and my M. Biru Dan Kisah-Kisah Lainnya is sold in every bookstore and also here.
And, of course, I’ve been curating, editing, handling, the new Emerging Writers Series from the winners and finalists of UWRF. If I may say myself, this is a wonderful collection of stories that explores heritage, identity, emotions –– not to mention, these little white books are the perfect size to take to travel with you this summer.
And then, there’s the tour, which is always a pleasant time. There were little events (workshops, readings, seminars), and I found the chance to see some of the readers who in the past, I’ve only spoken to through the screen. I was at Ubud Writers and Readers Festival for a week (more on that in my upcoming Ubud Diaries section), and I am currently working on the Hello Neighbour project for the Digital Writers Festival which you can see here.
There’s so much to look forward to: returning to your own bed, starting a new and healthier routine that you’ve always planned to do, gathering all those ideas that came across you along the summer, coming back well-rested, nourished, and loved. I guess, summer is endless, because it lies within ourselves.