.روایتگری هستم مسلح به واژه و دوربین عکاسی. نوشتههایم تخیلاتی هستند که ریشه در واقعیت دارند
As far back as I could remember, even before that as my
family tells me, I have always loved books. Apparently, the first character that
I fell in love with was a kind cat that would help everyone.
Growing up coincided with eight years of war. In high-school
I became a volunteer helping to care for wounded soldiers. Those years showed a
darker side of humans, crueller than what I have ever imagined. The world of
fiction, free from the sound of red sirens, smell of blood, taste of
terror, shortage of medicines … was a temporary shelter. I
started to write, to escape the world? Maybe.
I left my homeland, Iran, and with that I became separated
from writing as I started to learn a new language and study. Many years later
when I was writing draft after draft of my PhD thesis I found that writing was
an important chunk of life which was missing and at the risk of using a cliché,
the rest is history.
Most of what I write is fiction, but fiction that has its roots
in reality.
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