Amira Talks was a dream that seemed too far to come true; I never imagined I’d have the courage to own a website about books, let alone creating everything all by myself.
Books have been my escape whenever I needed social detox, or had an exam and decided to read 700 pages of toxic love instead of studying, and they helped me create my own reality. I loved trying different shoes; cordovan loafers acting like Robert Langdon traveling all over Europe, or as modernly as possible, and as Turkish as possible in Elif Shafak’s adventures as a Ottoman architect, or a simple “Stambouliote” student. I LOVE being so many people, but only me at the same time.
Most people start writing when they indulge themselves in reading; it usually happens as a result of too much reading you end up wanting to get all of those books you read out of your mind, into a sheet of paper, wash your hands of it, and let people do whatever they see fit. I, on the other hand, started with writing as a joke, and ended up being joked at by other authors; authors who wrote what I once thought would be my own words.
So here I am, writing to you dear readers, books perceived by me, with my own eyes, with my onw words, hoping for nothing but maybe rediscover myself without those books.