Happy birthday both to me for tomorrow and to this wonderful project! We have been through a lot this year and even from our first day together I knew this will be an amazing adventure for me. I designed the project to start on my birthday because for me a whole year is not the one written in the calendar, but the one that passes over me, starting from the day I was born. My birthday has always...
Because this is a special day for my project it only made sense for me to introduce you to someone who has changed my way of looking at the world. I won’t name names yet, but human beings refer to them as mentors, I like to call them giant cliffs that one would want to explore, learn from, conquer and in the end enjoy the view with. Last year, when my mentor, G.G. Marquez died, I was...
I understand. You like being lazy, you always seek for the easy way out and don’t feel like doing anything. I understand. You think you still have some more years before starting to work at that big project you planned for a while. I understand. The world is too fast for you and your passion can wait, it’s not going anywhere anyway. I understand because I was you many years ago and I...
Time to… sleep, to say good night, to have coffee with a friend, to play games with your kid, to have fun, to enjoy everything. Time to start a new chapter. How many chapters can there be? From the looks of it, many of them. As a writer I am amazed how a person’s life can change so much in just a year, in just a month, in just a day. I am amazed how people can change from an hour to...
A little dead. Maybe a little more tired than usual, but my brain is on fire. Ever since I put my body to work every night, whenever I get home I want to just talk for hours and then stay up and write. If only my tired body could understand that. 🙂 Today was kind of a mess. After forgetting about an appointment and running to make it this morning, I spent a little time with Ephia, having a...
Day 360. Really? I won’t say I can’t believe it, but really? I can’t believe it. 🙂 I have great organizing skills. I am amazing at organizing stuff and make them work perfectly, but never for myself, always for orthers. I have come to a cross point where I have to apply all those skills for my own benefit and in the past this thing would have sucked. Now? Not so much, I actually...
Oh yeah, the days are getting longer and the stress higher. While juggling different tasks, I found the perfect balance to get through my day with a smile on my face. My evening task allows me to keep my mind empty and just work out my body, while the other one keeps me alert and excited to be a part of something great. And the mother part, well that never ends and keeps me happy and constantly...
I always had a thing about statements. They make me happy and complete. When I started using statements in my writing, I felt like a kid when discovering their favorite toy without knowing what that was until then. If you think about it a person makes at least ten statements a day. I am tired. I am angry. I am hungry. These are just the regular, usual ones that we use everyday. In writing I love...
Sometimes Florence is kicking my ass for not living inside its citadel’s walls. Whenever I plan an incredible Sunday a little further than our neighbourhood I always get stuck behind the schedule of the buses. That sucks. So, more than often I find myself abandoning the idea just because we don’t like to get stressed about strict hours. Today nothing went according to my plans...
When I was a little girl I used to cry as all children do in order to get what I wanted. Sometimes it worked, but most of the times it didn’t. I remember at some point hurting myself badly and starting to cry from the top of my lungs. That’s when it happened. My father came up to me and told me that only weak people cry. One should never cry, one should never allow anyone else to see...
