Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 304 – Unique stories

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After a crappy morning I had a very insightful work session today. I am currently working on a biography (soon to be made public) that involves a lot of commitment and dedication and I absolutely love it. This is an incredible project for me and because I am a story hunter I feed my soul and mind with amazing life stories. When I started this project I was scared to death. The magnitude and...

Day 278 – The magic cat and the kingdom of sorrow (part II)

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…Until one day the man gave up and went to bed. Suddenly, that very night, C woke up and the cat was missing from its usual spot. Thinking that he will catch it in the act while destroying the crops, C looked out the window. To his surprise, he could see a young man in the garden, digging holes all around the crops. He ran to his parents and brothers and they all watched the young man...

Day 276 – The magic cat and the kingdom of sorrow

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Once upon a time there was a cat, and this cat lived in a household full of children; in fact there were so many children that their parents gave them letters instead of names. So, the biggest child was A, the second one was B, the third C and so on until the letter H. Now, this family wasn’t rich nor poor. The parents worked the land they owned, their backyard was full of animals that the...

Day 275 – Spring is here!

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Finally the sky of Florence took pity in us and cleared up, blessing our limbs with the warm rays of the sun. My body was getting tired of always being wrapped in a hundred layers of clothes. Now, the fact that the chocolate fair is still going on, makes life in Florence even more beautiful. The fair is going to end on February 15, so don’t miss your chance and go get some chocolate intp...

Day 267 – Childless mother (part II)

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He was in his twenties, tall and very ugly. Clara met him at a party one night, when she was seventeen. His dance moves were impressive and his dress code almost conquered her, except she couldn’t get passed his looks. She was, like any teenager, very interested to look good next to handsome guys and she was indeed beautiful. Dark eyes, blonde hair, tall and thin, she was every guy’s...

Day 266 – Childless mother (first story)

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She could still remember that day, twenty years ago, too well. The sun was so bright, his rays somehow trying to penetrate her soul and burn her feelings. That hot, sweaty sensation, that sense of faint, that petrifying fear; they all whispered only one thing: not to do it. She could still feel the pressure on her left arm, while being dragged up the hospital’s stairs. It was the other...

Day 236 – Busy little bee

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I feel the need to be creative and since I’ve been having some great couple of days I decided to give myself a treat and create a new story. It seems that every day I meet new people, even if they don’t speak to me, even if they just glance at me once, or keep their eyes blocked into their smartphones. They are all interesting people, with stories worth telling, with baggage no one...

Day 206 – The finish line

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With only three more interviews to go, The human behind the artist, is starting to take a clear shape and direction. I’ve been working hard lately to make a strong introduction for each of the artists involved in this project and the more words I place on paper, the more proud I am of the outcome. It’s been such a beautiful journey for me and besides meeting a lot of inspiring people...

Day 187 – Other people’s stories

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Having a day off and nothing to do but house chores and playing with Ephia, my brain started working on its own as usual, looking for ideas, while washing the dishes, while cooking, while eating… it’s a good thing that my mind doesn’t wonder off when I am speaking to my daughter; imagine the mess that could be created. Anyway, usually when this free time comes along, I...

Day 120 – Mondays and little people

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New week, new Monday, new meeting at Writers Group,this time the first one at St. Marks Church after our long summer vacation. It seems that today our amazing crowd will be a little bigger than usual and it’s always exciting to meet new people and reunite with old ones. Monday has become, in almost a year, my favorite day of the week and it’s all because of those meetings and the...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu