2 a.m, working on a paper about Cuba post-Castro. It's been two days and I'm still not done with it. I lose so much time on the web, chatting, listening to music, leaving my computer, coming back, reading the news..Nothing worse than no concentration.
I wish I had to write this op-ed in French. I have the illusion I could say anything in French. Maybe I should give up this ambition, or utopia, I have to write someday in English. It's just too difficult or maybe I'm not making enough efforts, not reading enough, etc. Maybe I should just content myself with writing in French. It's painful to tell myself I still cannot write stories in English. Fortunately, there's TV and I can write my scripts alone. But in print, what a frustration...
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