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All morning I've been wandering my thoughts through the text of my latest chapter... To finish it, I think I poured three cups of hot tea to keep myself awake... Somewhere in the beginning of the editing I ran out of chocolate and realized I had to rely on myself π
I haven't yet read through the whole thing completely, as a reader, without being distracted by mistakes. I worried about whether I had succeeded in describing the depth of the dramatic moment the story had come to...
But when I read this morning, "OMG, I couldn't sit still reading... You've outdid yourself... My heart shattered into a thousand pieces..." I realize that it wasn't all in vain.
If you don't write for the sake of evoking such emotions and gently touching people's hearts, then I don't know what you do it for... It's pure pleasure π©·
Hopefully this is the last time the snow decides to grace us unexpectedly and at night π₯²
Although, knowing our March... Well, I hope these are the last snowy photos of the season π₯²
Sometimes naive, or maybe just too trusting I am. Funny, I guess.
I think I will be given a lot of inspiration to write more and more often again. It happens.
One pretty morning in a lovely company ππ«
"Conclave" I watched this film in the cinema today and it was an aesthetic orgasm, no other way! It's very beautifully shot!π₯
Finally πβοΈ
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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