That's How My Writing Feels... 🖤

I know how beautiful you are in the sunlight, but I am happy to love you like this too... ☀️ #mykazan

Just photo for inspiration 🩷

Breakfast at lunchtime, "Home Alone", my daily regime has gone astray, but that's the beauty of holidays 👌☺️

Morning 🤍

My inspiration for Christmas chapter for my story "Trying to remember..." 🩷❄️

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.

Snow, snow, snow... ❄️❄️❄️

So true☺️🙈

All day today I've been trying to finish writing a chapter (and I will finish it, I know!) and I've also been lost in thoughts about the connection between reality and a virtual reality. At what point does the line between the two become blurred and is it possible to limit it, especially for creative people?

"Your stories soothe and comfort me every time I read them. They heal my wounded heart. The realisation that I’m gonna open the app and continue reading one of your stories at the end of the day makes me feel excited and inspired."

When I received a message with these words, my heart melted and I almost cried, because I realized how my little virtual creativity influences a person's real life and makes it сosier.

What can I say, I myself used to run to the park once a week, buy an Americano and impatiently open a new chapter from the author of the story that had captured my heart. And it's also a mixture of reality and creativity. Needless to say, I was really sad when the author deleted his story and decided not to finish it. In real life, I stared at the screen and thought, why? But it served as the inspiration for the very story whose chapter I am trying to finish today.

Reality and the virtual world... They have long been intertwined, and only man can keep them in balance. We work online, we make friends online, we love online.

I met my husband 17 years ago on social media, and we started a family. My best friend, who has known me since I was 7, has lived in another country for a few years now, but almost every morning we start with a video for each other. My brother and his family live in another city, we communicate through these invisible networks that have enveloped our lives, and here I am baking cookies and sending a piece of my reality by post. I met a girl by liking a photo of her interior, we chatted online and one day we met at a community yoga class coincidentally. We chatted for over three hours in real life, then had a picnic in the park together and now my soul mate lives in Spain...

So is there a connection? Could one be without the other? All day long I keep rolling these thoughts around like shiny balls in the palm of my hand... And yes, I'm finishing a chapter 💛

Today I went for an evening walk with one of my twins, as the other is still sick...

We walked through the nearest park, we were going to a cafe to eat burgers (I promised...), I had some soft music playing in one of my headphones, I was all in my thoughts, but tried to answer the child's questions in time...

"Mummy, mummy, look how beautiful it is..." I didn't immediately understand what he was pointing at, but then I raised my head and my eyes saw the moon in the clouds...

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" my son asked excitedly and I just nodded.

"Nature is the best artist," I like to say to myself.

P.S. Unfortunately I didn't have a chance to take my own photo.