White Shirt And Warm Summer Like Inspiration Today ☀️

All day today I've been trying to finish writing a chapter (and I will finish it, I know!) and I've also been lost in thoughts about the connection between reality and a virtual reality. At what point does the line between the two become blurred and is it possible to limit it, especially for creative people?

"Your stories soothe and comfort me every time I read them. They heal my wounded heart. The realisation that I’m gonna open the app and continue reading one of your stories at the end of the day makes me feel excited and inspired."

When I received a message with these words, my heart melted and I almost cried, because I realized how my little virtual creativity influences a person's real life and makes it сosier.

What can I say, I myself used to run to the park once a week, buy an Americano and impatiently open a new chapter from the author of the story that had captured my heart. And it's also a mixture of reality and creativity. Needless to say, I was really sad when the author deleted his story and decided not to finish it. In real life, I stared at the screen and thought, why? But it served as the inspiration for the very story whose chapter I am trying to finish today.

Reality and the virtual world... They have long been intertwined, and only man can keep them in balance. We work online, we make friends online, we love online.

I met my husband 17 years ago on social media, and we started a family. My best friend, who has known me since I was 7, has lived in another country for a few years now, but almost every morning we start with a video for each other. My brother and his family live in another city, we communicate through these invisible networks that have enveloped our lives, and here I am baking cookies and sending a piece of my reality by post. I met a girl by liking a photo of her interior, we chatted online and one day we met at a community yoga class coincidentally. We chatted for over three hours in real life, then had a picnic in the park together and now my soul mate lives in Spain...

So is there a connection? Could one be without the other? All day long I keep rolling these thoughts around like shiny balls in the palm of my hand... And yes, I'm finishing a chapter 💛

Morning ☀️🍁

Morning ❄️🩷

It's so resonated with me. It's the endless emotional swings from "how great I write" to "it's all crap and I don't have an ounce of talent in me".

Just write🩷

I can't possibly know the pain of writing in English when it's not your first language, but what I do know is that the agony is real.

I admit that in my younger years,I didn't bother reading stories that weren't in perfect English. I've done some growing up now and I have more respect for other people's art, no matter what form it comes in.

I just want to say that let's do our best to support fanfic stories written by our fellow writers whose English isn't that great yet. Let's try to see the art in between the lines.

It's much harder for them to write than it is for us who can write good English and yet they resiliently and courageously continue to contribute to our beloved fandoms.

To everyone who is still writing despite this challenge, and striving to improve every day, you guys are the real ones. Mad respect🤝 your constant effort can only lead you to greatness in writing.

Don't let this shortcoming discourage you. This is not your fault, and It doesn't make you any less of a writer

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Good morning... ☀️

When thoughts cross like lines in the sky .... 🩵

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Or when you can't think of a line...

Hello, it's me ☺️ the person who buys and wraps presents at the last minute... 🤯 I think this is my fourth coffee today, haha 🥲

-15°C (feels like -22°C ❄️ I always wondered who measures these sensations 😅)

Anyway, I agree! Cause we have sunshine! ☀️😍 And frost... Well, as a good friend of mine says, "We won't age, our facial skin will be better, and, finally, I imagine I'm in a cryo-chamber😅"

At least, my food is perfect ⭐