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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 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 273 – Childless mother (part VI)

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Remorse, fear, ignorance, second thoughts, abortion, fear…pain, drowning, heavy breathing, crying, fear…white door, doctors, motherhood, holding hands, judgement, fear… “- Clara? Clara?! – Yes… – I said we are ready for you now.” Her mother quickly stood up and still holding Clara’s hand headed towards the door. “-I am sorry ma’am...

Day 272 – Exhaustion, writing, eagerness

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As the days go by, I feel compelled doing more things I don’t necessarily enjoy doing in order to get to the ones I love. By the time I get there I am exhausted and all I want to do is sleep or just watch a lame movie until… I fall asleep with popcorn in between my fingers. Another day goes by and I haven’t worked on anything I would have wanted to; and then another day and...

Day 265 – Only one hundred days left

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This is it. The final countdown has begun. I can’t believe this project made it so far. On some days it looked like everything was going to fall a part, on other days it was pure pain to write here and occasionally I had a lot of fun making up topics to write about. I think I have finally reached the phase when I am only having fun doing it. With only a hundred more days to go, I have...

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 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 222 – New working space

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Because the spirit of Holidays is felt everywhere and even at home things are starting to be a little hectic and messy, I have decided to find a place where I could work in peace for a couple of hours. I am a night person which is kind of the opposite of a morning person, but being sleep deprived, lately I found myself falling asleep on the couch more often than I would want, so I said to myself...

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 190 – Brain storming

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I have my brain wrapped up around four different things I am suppose to do soon and fast. I think I am also under some kind of delusional spell, because although it’s poring outside and everything is gray and ugly, I am looking out the window and smile like it’s the most beautiful, sunny day. Who says it’s suppose to be sunny in order to have a beautiful day? The sun is...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu