About Me — Bianca Teleman

Two-year-old Bianca. Picture by mother.

I am Bianca, Not Bianca Jagger, just Bianca.

I am a translator, not a translator, translator with 7 languages up my sleeves, but a translator with 4.

I am a writer, not a writer, writer of books and lives, but a writer in the making.

I am funny, not funny, funny, but funny.

I user irony, auto-irony and sarcasm because jokes are too hard to remember.

I am excited about the future, not excited, excited, but cautiously excited.

I have plans and dreams and I work towards them every day.

I like beauty, beauty as in nails, hair and makeup, beauty as in a sunset, autumn leaves and summer days, I don’t discriminate with beauty.

I like coffee, no, wait, I LOVE Coffee.

I love the smell, the taste, the ritual of drinking coffee, but I hate the way my third coffee of the day makes me feel sometimes.

I am messy, not messy, messy, but I am an organized mess.

My room is a mess, but I always know where I can find anything in my mess.

I am a perfectionist, not an obsessive perfectionist, but a perfectionist in my work.

I can spend hours on a single word if I don’t feel it fits the phrase, and I can also start…