Category Archives: On writing about my life with the Karagöz puppets

Keşmekeş: The Karagöz puppets wreak (helpful) havoc

Posted on January 11, 2013 by lizcameron

The Karagöz puppets are urging me to send out this “I’m still alive” message to the few and dear readers of this kooky blog. So, a few words on what is going on these days. In all fairness, I must … Continue reading →

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Aç ayı oynamaz: A hungry bear won’t dance (on working, relaxing and patience)

Posted on December 13, 2012 by lizcameron

The world of Turkish proverbs is a full one, and barely a day goes by when M. doesn’t let one rip with vim and vigor – much to the delight of the Karagöz puppets, who so enjoy his excitement at … Continue reading →

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Kolay gelsin: On the hard work of deciding what’s the hardest work

Posted on December 12, 2012 by lizcameron

Waking up this morning, I took a peek at today’s writing prompt from Blogher’s December NaBloPoMo challenge before I even got out of bed, and upon reading it, proceeded to burrow under the covers in protest.  Karagöz, the trickster puppet … Continue reading →

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