Plan cœur

This is the title of the series I recently saw on Netflix and I was delighted with its authenticity. We don't often have the opportunity to follow the fate of heroes so similar to ourselves.

The action takes place in the center of beautiful Paris, so I was able to watch similiar surroundings. Everything is taking place nowadays, showing the use of the benefits of modern technologies in everyday life. However, the scenario does not focus on technical issues or landscapes, but on the lives of three friends.

The main plot is Elza's affair with Jules, who is actually a prostitute hired by one of her friends to heal her broken heart. Although this sentence sounds rather shoddy, the series really touches on many other topics. One of the most interesting is the attempt to change the specific perception of yourself in other people's eyes - fight with labels. It is worth seeing if it actually succeeded.

The main characters are women with very strong personalities, supporting each other and being another example of beautiful friendship between girls. They are able to do everything for themselves.

The series only lasts 20 minutes and is a great exercise for people learning French.

You won't know me inside out

Some people are like open books. It's easy to get to know them right after their first smile. There is no depth in their eyes. Others seem to be uncomplicated until you start getting to know them better. Then you see everything (or almost everything) you didn't see before.

The thing is, you can't meet someone through what he writes.

Writing is the art of creation. You can create a new world, a hybrid or a completely new yourself. Because, in fact, only the author decides what will be included in the content. He can be honest with the reader or choose the latter truth dressed in beautiful metaphors. And the reader never quite knows.

However, when it comes to the authors of literary works, we should believe that a piece of history is real, because every word flows from their mouths and the idea from their heads. And since this idea was there, it apparently has something to do with the state of mind of this man.

Therefore, you can assume (and I confirm) that part of me contained in this blog is the most real.

All these words were intended to lead to this statement.

...In this way I also wrote my licentiate.

All the things I like in autumn

Rudeneja, it's when the nature and the weather begins to feel like autumn. And I felt it with the first blast of September's wind. 

I love the amount of color that appears outside the window - starting with yellow and ending with brown. It's the sign that I can wear my jeans and flannels and go to apple picking which is happening every year in the orchard located next to my family home. Afterwards we're assembling in the kitchen to make apple pie. Pumpkin pie or any type of processed pumpkin isn't admired in our family. I am an exception with my predilection for pumpkin spice latte. 

Besides apples, we also collect nuts. Recently, my dad has learned to make wine. Now, he's doing his best while making apple cider. Meanwhile, me and my sister are improving ours skills in raking leaves. This is the essence of autumn. I wish I could put this fragrance in a bottle and smell while feeling homesick.

Another thing typical of autumn are warm sweaters, which I have a large collection of, cute slippers and fall scarfs which I put on when I sit by the fire in the yard and roast marshmallows with my little cousins.

However, my favorite thing is sinking in nature with a book in hand.

Regardless of the season.

My childhood passion

Once upon a time, I had a dream.

And this dream made me create my first blog account.

I was fascinated by literature for as long as I can remember. Wherever I went, I had a book with me, and every summer I read the whole series of ,,Anne of Green Gables". My dream was to become a writer, though half as popular and good in her craft as Lucy Maud Montgomery.

I set up a blog and started publishing stories previously written. Nowadays, I notice considerable inspiration from the writing style of Catherynne M. Valente or Charlotte Brontë and less glorious terms taken from Stephenie Meyer. However, it is important that my blog has gained its followers. Unfortunately, the blogger's career quickly got boring. I felt this wasn't for me. I was drawn to a sheet of paper and a pencil.

I had to wait a little longer for my dream publication, because it only took place during my high school education. My pen became sharper then and the local newspaper appreciated it. I received a lot of support from my Polish teacher who I still keep in touch with.

I finally gave up writing in college. I had no more time to continue this time-consuming and arduous passion. I hope that in the future I will be able to return to writing. I miss it.