How many words?

“Thriller for strong nerves that only a good reporter who is at the same time an excellent writer has the background to carry off and survive.” That is how Roula Georgakopoulou describes Olga Sella’s living chronicle in her preface.

And indeed, in this retrospective journey through time, this graceful and simultaneously stochastic recall of events, faces, moments from the twenty-year trip of the author in the field of press and especially of cultural reportage, one watches a young and inexperienced, in the beginning, journalist to be dazzled, be fascinated, be tested, strive, be discouraged, demystify and mature in the exciting but demanding and often restive environment of a newspaper. And to observe, with all her senses alert, the complex and sensitive area of culture, to find the balance between the event, its background, its overt and covert intentions, and to capture, behind the surface, the essence of the work and the contribution of its people.

But as she changes, so does the nature of journalism. From the pre-internet days to the multiply interconnected now, from emphasizing texts to prioritizing photos, from the distant writing of documentation, leaping into a more personal and perhaps, more attractive style. And the journalist? She adapts and, at the same time, sharpens her critical look. And this is precisely her book: A new narration, immersed in her many years of experience and acquired maturity, of a turbulent but exciting era. And the reconsideration, with primary support her memory and the dozens of folders with her texts, of a story that despite the crisis of print journalism, should not and will not end.