feisty mind

Between real and magic, I am oh-so many things: aspiring author, witch, mother, sportswoman, ambitious corporate professional, feminine bitch, slightly crazy.

So this is not a perfectly curated life here, it’s messy. Some of us were not, indeed, built for still waters.

Here I lay it all down (or almost all): the questions that haunt me, the quiet truths that won’t let go, the books that change me, the words that keep me awake at night, and the worlds I long to live in.

Feisty mind. Restless soul. Always moving toward the next chapter.

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  • There’s no time like vacations

    To do absolutely nothing. Feeling it’s too much of everything, even trying, I procrastinate the return.But I will return, I have no doubt. I am just tired. And I let it top over. I have so many words in me that they don’t make sense anymore. That’s what happens when I spend two weeks without…

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  • Plot twists twisting

    I wish I could tell you what I am putting in the cards for you, dear reader. Unfortunately, the ride will be bumpy, dark and full of terrifying twits. You heart will be ripped out by the end of book one, disbelieve will settle and in the beginning of book two you will understand the…

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  • Hate people

    I’ve been on the edge. I feel like screaming at people every step of the way: anxiety, annoyance, general restlessness. I don’t like it a little bit. It could be work-related, or it could be the “I want it all and I want it now” attitude, or it could be hormones. Oh, life is a…

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  • Grateful

    Sometimes, but not every day, I feel grateful for the punches life has already thrown at me. At least some lessons were already learned. At least I know how to navigate uncertainty. I know nothing is forever, and I am rarely thrown out of balance. Accepting all the punches in apparent apathy. The apathy of…

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  • Relentless

    Every day I am spending time on the book, at least one hour. What I miss? Reading time. Indeed in life one cannot have it all.

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  • The savings we cannot do

    I cannot save him anymore. I can only push him through this mad world by hand, protecting him even so slightly from emotional damage.Reality catches with us all; he got at least 10 additional years than I had.Would I like to keep on my motherly protectiveness? Yes.Would I like for him not to have the…

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  • Q1 Closing

    As in my left-brain life (the highly rational and emotionless corporate job life, mother of two, and household to run), where the financial closing of the (accounting) books leads my workflow, also my right-brain life (known as an aspiring writer, avid reader, head on the moon, and deep on feelings) needs some closings. So here…

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  • Dead as an expiration date

    Betrayal should have an expiration date. How useless is it to feel betrayed by a dead person? Nobody tells you that death changes nothing for you in terms of emotions. Dead people can still hurt you, they can make you cry, and they for sure can make you feel ridiculous about all that. During all…

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  • Organized blog, organized life

    This blog was a mess. Good to realize it 8 months after I started writing in it. I could not find a single thing! Very impractical since I use it to dump my mind, write book reviews, or vent about the writing process. Categories were created, messages fine-tuned, and everything is ready for the Social…

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  • When a name just does not work

    I’ve been struggling with my protagonist’s name for a while now. I realized that her name, beautiful as it was, was not giving me the vibes I needed, and it was hampering my writing. It was not her, not aligned with the fire I wanted her to have. And I was struggling to keep it…

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