So, as I try to finish the next chapter, I'd like to mark the day. Exactly one year ago I pressed the "publish" button with fear and excitement and my first chapter became not only my secret...
For a whole year I wrote non-stop and my "I only have a couple ideas" turned into 13 (my goodness) stories, short and not so short π
I got regular readers and was generally well received in this "author's society" I had so abruptly fallen into...
For a whole year I wrote, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with tears (those are the most touching chapters and the most talked about). I write all the time (a little less now), I write at home at night, in the morning in the park, in a coffee shop, on a picnic, in the playground, in the car, everywhere...
I write and I love it so much... I write and find inspiration in myself and the people around me...π©·
October morning πβΊοΈπ
Morning βοΈπ©·
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When they opened this super trendy coffee shop around the corner from my house last spring, I thought, "Who will come here? It's quiet enough... "
Now I understand why they opened it here. It's not my favourite place, but it's where I can get away and work for at least an hour.
Every time I'm surprised to see my plans crumble like a house of cards because of the children's problems and illnesses, although I've been a mother for years. But it's hard to get used to it, just to adapt.
Well, I got a coffee today, so that's good too π€
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Or when you can't think of a line...
My feet led me here, it's sunny today... They say it takes 21 days to form a habit, I wonder how long it takes to break it?
Words are scarce, and the ones I have I will try not to waste, but to use in my texts.
My inspiration for the Chapter 23 of the story "Trying to remember" π©·
My inspiration π€ Part 8 β¨
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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