I'm the one of ordinary girls, and such girls a lot of in Russia and other countries.

I am writer. I'm beginner writer, if I would be exact. Then... I don't know, how I must write about... myself. It's strange. I can't write about myself. I write poetry and stories. I want to write a big novel about that thing, that we should be able to see extraordinary in ordinary things. A lot of “things”, but it's not important. I can't write about myself. Now then, I am reading, writing, listening music and doing that things, which do other people. I search an inspiration in books, films, life, music, pictures, sky, flowers, doors, dolls, shawls, tea, decorations made of paper, anime-series, simple-series, trees, candles, toys, kitchens, night, travelling, notebooks, pencils, black pens etc...

I am not genius, but I dream to write something genial.

"We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty,
romance, love, these are what we stay alive for", - John Keating.

I want to believe. (c.)