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Day 337 – Monologue

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There’s this annoying voice in my head telling me a hundred things at once. I keep trying to push it away, but every time the voice tortures me with another question that has at least ten possible answers. Ambiguous? Maybe, but that’s just how it feels to be in my head right now. The last three days have forced me to decide. What do you want to do? How bad do you want it? Are you...

Day 310 – Reminder

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This article was suggested to me by my brand new editor for The human behind the artist project. I say brand new although we went back and forward about it for a while now and this is where the funny part comes in. As any editor, in order to do the work you have to have the material. As any writer I should provide him with stuff to read and edit. Two weeks ago I was sure that I have done that and...

Day 288 – Never ending project

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I woke up today breathing in the morning’s sunshine. I took my daughter for a walk and thought this is a good day to just have fun and relax. But then the phone rang and reality hit me with a lot of deadlines that have to be met by the end of the week, so no minutes to spear. The 72 days that are left from this project are starting to kill me. I honestly thought that the ending won’t...

Day 281 – New week, new plans

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Monday again. Sleepy again. No, I’m not going to say tired, I am sick of that. I am tired of saying that I am tired. Is that even possible? šŸ™‚ Whenever a new week starts, I have all these plans written down in my notebook: I am going to do that and write about that, and finish that, or start working on that. All unrealistic plans hahaha. I still planĀ themĀ thoughĀ and by the end of the week I...

Day 274 – When do you know you have to let a project go

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Lately I’ve been involved in a lot of projects; maybe a little too many. Some on short term, some with real perspectives in the future. They all have a thing in common: once I take them on I get very much attached and can’t let go. But there are also those projects that seem fun when you talk about them, look like they’re going to be successful and then slap you in the face. So...

Day 264 – No escape

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Rainy, rainy day today. The sun just came out of the clouds while I was planning my next week. I was surprised to see that the pages were almost blank. Nothing in there except for some usual classes, but otherwise no meetings, no running around, no need for me to be anywhere. Usually when this happens and I relax thinking that I have a whole week to do what I want to, the phone starts ringing on...

Day 256 – Writer’s block

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I used to hear these two words a lot among some of my writer friends and also read about itĀ many timesĀ in different articles. I never believed in it. I used to think that if you are a writer and you haveĀ a clear idea about what to write the rest is a piece of cake. I remember grinning at them, going home, writing a new short story in a few hours and thinking they were all full of crap. There is...

Day 255 – “You are so brave!”

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As some of you may already know, we have completely changed our lives in the last year or so. We didn’t want to end up being frustrated for not doing what we love, so we’ve risked it all (in other people’s opinion). The thing that annoys me the most is not the gossip that reaches my ears from time to time (we are all human, thus we all NEED to gossip), but the assumptions that...

Day 241 – Off day

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Today started a little unusual. I woke up with a terrible head ache and what seems to be a cold. Every muscle in my body was hurting, but for some reason I smiledĀ and went right back to sleep for another hour. Even so, all day I felt the need to work and start writing again. After putting Ephia to sleep, I came to my favorite bar and started typing like crazy. What started out as an off day...

Day 235 – First day

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For the last ten years we have celebrated the New Year on the road. We have never stayed in one place and the car was the best friend thatĀ could takeĀ us anywhere our heart desired.This year we wanted to do something different, and because they say that the way you start your year will define the rest of it, we decided to do something a little out of ordinary. We spent our day among old friends...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu