Coming back from Albania, I always make the same stop:The only major bookstore in Tirana where you can browse independently. I always head straight to my favourite corner: thrillers, mysteries, occult, and conspiracy. I choose different categories for different occasions. For example, I would choose a complex one for silent readings at home, and a […]
The Housemaid, Fast-Food Thriller at 30,000 Feet Read Post »
You know those moments in life when your brain goes, “Nope. Nothing light. Nothing slow. I need INTENSITY.”That was me. I was craving a Dan Brown–style thriller. Preferably with Professor Langdon, and that addictive “just one more page” lie we all tell ourselves. But I also wanted something deeper this time. Something that touches the
When Only a Dan Brown Thriller Will Do Read Post »
There’s a specific kind of panic that rises when someone asks, “What do you want?”, and you quite frankly have no clue… We all like to think we have our sh*t together at some point, but do we really? Or are we following someone else’s definition of “having it together”? Someone else’s idea of the
When You Don’t Know What You Want Anymore Read Post »
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.” — Carl Jung Comparison usually starts quietly. You open your phone, or you overhear someone talk about their new job/partner/home. And before you know it, your chest tightens. Your brain starts whispering, “You’re behind.” The voice is quite assertive, and you can’t seem
For when you compare yourself to others Read Post »
“I kept trying to read, but the words wouldn’t stay.” Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? That feeling when you just can’t merge the words into meaning. Not even to save your life! They say: attention goes where energy flows. Attention is energy, and when stress is high, the body narrows its focus to what feels urgent.
“Get out and close the door, anxiety! I want to read.” Read Post »
My name is Nikoleta, though most call me Nicky. I have always shared a love for the classic. So you can easily figure out the name: clasNic. I began clasNic Pages as a personal refuge. A way to gather the moments that felt like anchors: a book left open, a candle glowing late, words that
