Your native tongue is fragmented, buried under an overuse of English. It comes out when you least expect it, when you can’t bottle up your emotions. It pours out when you are stuck in traffic – the elaborate and untranslatable curses which make you giggle when you think of their literal meaning in English, you rotting piece of rubbish, you fat sow, you rotten bitch. Or there is ‘budala’, the versatile jackpot of Macedonian insults, a blend of idiot, crazy, stupid, moron.
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