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about – Rosabelle Illes

My name is rosabelle

and I have always been afraid of fire. 

Which makes absolutely no sense considering I baptized my first book of poetry by burning it. Then again, a lot of things don’t make sense to me — which is why I write. There’s something about words, you never have to wait for them to figure it all out. Oh, and I have no patience. This might explain why I started writing poetry when I was six years old. What in a skinny little curly-haired girl’s name was I trying to make sense of at such a young age, you ask? Well, not much really. I mostly filled in blank greeting cards my mother used to leave on my bed, as she felt I could say Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas better than Hallmark could. Thanks Mom.

My name is rosabelle

and I have always been afraid of fire. 

Which makes absolutely no sense considering I baptized my first book of poetry by burning it. Then again, a lot of things don’t make sense to me — which is why I write. There’s something about words, you never have to wait for them to figure it all out. Oh, and I have no patience. This might explain why I started writing poetry when I was six years old. What in a skinny little curly-haired girl’s name was I trying to make sense of at such a young age, you ask? Well, not much really. I mostly filled in blank greeting cards my mother used to leave on my bed, as she felt I could say Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas better than Hallmark could. Thanks Mom.

meditation clarifies the blur

So now you know how the pen got stuck in my right hand, and by the way, the two have not parted since. Really, you should see me eat spaghetti! Anyhoo — after repeated revamps of “you belong to the zoo” and “happy holidays to you and yours”, I started to write about life. These poems were published in my collections of poetry Beyond Insanity (2005) and Spiel di mi Alma (Mirror of My Soul, 2010).

The short stories appeared later and were first written in college. When several of those pieces were published in international journals, I decided to accumulate them in my third book TITLE (2016). I also co-authored a multilingual children’s book Hearty (2018). And sometimes I write words to make other people’s voices resonate — because they asked me to, and I am notoriously bad at saying no. So, I came up with a modest name for my company and, in 2019, I hired myself at illest content development.  

My work usually explores topics and aspects of life I do not understand. Meditation and sporadic moments of zero state bring about inspiration clarifying the blur. By receiving inspiration to subsequently produce, I educate myself. This is the reason I always say it is my inspiration that inspires me.

With every work of art, I become more curious as to what the truth of the following moment will become. By refraining myself from fanatical closure, I practice flexibility. The goal, of course, is to transform sporadic inspiration into sustained awareness.

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my goal is to transform sporadic inspiration into

sustained awareness

My brain holds a BA in psychology with a minor in English Literature from Webster University and an MSc in Social & Organizational Psychology as well as a PhD in Psychology from Leiden University. My body is 36 years old and my soul enjoys drinking green iced tea, listening to music (any kind except the ones that make my head hurt), travel (anywhere except where it’s cold), hold discussions (about anything except things that I understand) and eat (anything except spicy food). Getting anything for free makes me unreasonably happy — my mother and I are trying to rectify this matter.