My beautiful Cassandra

I have an announcement to make. It's one of those words that until you've said them aloud is like dreaming. Like a fantasy because it's so dreamy that you have the urge to pinch yourself while you secretly pray not to wake up from this dream. I pinched myself and the dream was still there so it's not a dream but a dreamy reality.

So here it goes.

Think Out Loud: Writing Melancholy

This is Think out Loud. It’s a weekly meme created to help bloggers break out from the blogging bubble. The rules are simple. We post whatever we want and let people know what’s in our mind. Visit the creator on Thinks Books and join too. It’s so cool to share your random thoughts.

Finish Line

I’m there, almost at the end.

I see the finish line at the end of the road. It’s shining and bright, waiting for me to cross it, but I stand still and watch it.

I really can’t believe that I’m actually this close to finish my book. It was a hard one, not because the voices didn’t talk to me this time, but because time was limited and I was writing on and off, when I was really craving for more.