2018. It was an interesting one. New trials, new challenges, new horizons. I’ve seen through it and I survived and grew older -- hopefully grew wiser, too. Lots of self-doubt, typical for who I am. Occasional depression, rarely hype. The train of my emotions has unsteady rails, it goes up, then it goes down, sometimes… continue reading → A year after
I’m not much active lately. I do lots of things every day; I read stories on scribophile and critique them; I write a short scene every evening; I make the notes in the books I study; I keep up with the daily routine of diary notes; once a week I visit my violin teacher and… continue reading → When the magic is gone
A year of discoveries. A year of advances. A year of indifference. A year of hollowness. 2017 was a long one.