{"id":8489,"date":"2014-08-22T07:52:34","date_gmt":"2014-08-22T07:52:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.wordpress.com\/?p=8489"},"modified":"2014-08-22T07:52:34","modified_gmt":"2014-08-22T07:52:34","slug":"jurnal-de-nescriitor-ziua-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/jurnal-de-nescriitor-ziua-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Jurnal de nescriitor &#8211; Ziua 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Azi, am decis s\u0103 \u00eencep cele dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni \u00een care, oficial, nu scriu nimic.<\/p>\n<p>M-am trezit, mi-am f\u0103cut o cafea, am hr\u0103nit pisica din dotare \u015fi pe aceea de pe pervaz. \u00cen ultima vreme, o pisic\u0103 de pe drum a hot\u0103r\u00e2t c\u0103 fereastra mea e domiciliul ideal. Serile doarme la fereastra mea \u015fi ziua b\u00e2ntuie. \u00cemi prime\u015fte m\u00e2ncarea, dar nu m\u0103 las\u0103 s\u0103 pun m\u00e2na pe ea. Se amuz\u0103 de ostilitatea motanului meu Pulic\u0103. Termin\u0103 de m\u00e2ncat \u015fi \u00eencep s\u0103 m\u00e2r\u00e2ie unul la cel\u0103lalt \u015fi s\u0103 se scuipe prin termopanul semi\u00eenchis. Cam ca be\u0163ivii \u0103ia b\u0103tr\u00e2ni din c\u00e2rciumi, prea be\u0163i s\u0103 se mi\u015fte de pe scaune, dar \u00eenver\u015funa\u0163i strict la nivel verbal:<br \/>\n-B\u0103, Costele, o fut pe m\u0103-ta!<br \/>\n-Vasile, n-ai tu \u015fi tot neamul t\u0103u de p\u00e2rli\u0163i bani de mama. Ia pula.<br \/>\n-Costele, \u00ee\u0163i fut dou\u0103 de-\u0163i joac\u0103 m\u0103selele prin creier.<br \/>\n-Ba io \u00ee\u0163i fut \u0163ie trei de te dai \u00een jurul soarelui.<\/p>\n<p>\u015ei tot a\u015fa. Be\u0163ivii se \u00eenjur\u0103 ore \u00een \u015fir, pisicile astea dou\u0103 se m\u00e2r\u00e2ie ore \u00een \u015fir. E o form\u0103 de fun.<\/p>\n<p>Apoi, am dat like la tot ce mi-a ap\u0103rut pe wall \u015fi sem\u0103na a form\u0103 de via\u0163\u0103 uman\u0103, nu a form\u0103 de \u00eencordat musculatur\u0103 inutil. Am dat like la fotografii de femei care-\u015fi asum\u0103 momentele mai pu\u0163in frumoase. Apropo de asta, avea Lia Bugnar o vorb\u0103: &#8220;C\u00e2nd eram noi copii, se f\u0103ceau pu\u0163ine fotografii \u015fi erau foarte scumpe. Iar \u00een pozele alea, ap\u0103reai ba str\u00e2mb, ba cu ochii \u00eenchi\u015fi, ba nu \u015ftiu cum. Acum, toat\u0103 lumea e vedet\u0103 de Hollywood \u00een poze. Iar nivelul de frumuse\u0163e al planetei n-a crescut&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Am dat like la fotografii cu m\u00e2nc\u0103ruri care nu p\u0103reau extrase din <em>Ghidul mast\u0103r\u015fefului cotidian<\/em>. S-o d\u0103m \u00een m\u0103-sa de treab\u0103, c\u00e2nd tre s\u0103 \u00eencrope\u015fti repede ceva de m\u00e2ncare, \u015fi ai \u00een 40 de minute o \u00eent\u00e2lnire, nu stai s\u0103-i faci o decora\u0163iune cu floricele de c\u00e2mp, mousse de ciocolat\u0103 \u015fi draci b\u0103l\u0163a\u0163i. O prepari exact cum se nimere\u015fte, o hale\u015fti rapid \u015fi ai tirat-o. Via\u0163a real\u0103 nu e un album.<\/p>\n<p>Am dat like la povestioare \u015fi statusuri autoironice. Iubesc oamenii care nu-\u015fi ascund sl\u0103biciunile. Sunt dezarman\u0163i. Dac\u0103 citim povestioare istorice cli\u015feice, de fiecare dat\u0103, ienicerii \u015fi pa\u015falele atac\u0103 cet\u0103\u0163i \u00eenarmate p\u00e2n\u0103-n din\u0163i (de c\u00e2nd are o cetate din\u0163i, apropo?) \u015fi pline de av\u00e2nt. E o form\u0103 de curaj s\u0103 faci mi\u015fto de tine. Mai ales azi, c\u00e2nd nu auzi dec\u00e2t despre importan\u0163a imaginii \u015fi despre cum trebuie s\u0103 faci lucruri din care s\u0103 rezulte c\u0103 e\u015fti un brand.<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 duc s\u0103-mi cump\u0103r c\u00e2teva legume foarte ur\u00e2te \u015fi s\u0103-mi fac din ele o salat\u0103 complet antipatic\u0103, dar delicioas\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>PS: Ce bine e s\u0103 nu scrii! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Azi, am decis s\u0103 \u00eencep cele dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni \u00een care, oficial, nu scriu nimic. M-am trezit, mi-am f\u0103cut o cafea, am hr\u0103nit pisica din&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8489","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-spicy"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8489","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8489"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8489\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8489"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8489"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8489"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}