Magic books about the life of angels

I remember that stage when I experienced such a strong desire to write the book but was fearful at the same time. The scenes from my future book looked clearer and brighter to me with each passing day. I already had the image and knew the name of my main character. However, I understood that I didn’t know where to start, how to develop the plot, or how it should end. Moreover, what was the actual process? How do you actually go about creating a literary work? The uncertainty of it all scared me. I was afraid of the possibility of failure… or even success. The question that worried me was: am I capable of writing a book?

That’s when I decided to sign up for a training seminar to try and find my sense of purpose. It was fascinating. I spent several days thinking, reflecting, analysing. I filled an entire, thick notebook with the notes of my completed homework tasks. Finally the flower of my purpose blossomed with the clear parameters of everything I needed to do: what skills I needed to use, what areas to explore, when to work, where to work, levels of commitment, and many other useful pieces of information. It seemed like it was all coming together: it seemed that being an author was the best occupation for me.

I also had to give myself an honest answer to the very important question: what is more important – the process or the result? i.e., is the writing process really interesting for me or is it just fun for me to imagine the end result? I imagined how great it would be to sign my books, hand them to grateful readers and get wonderful reviews. This meant I was attracted by the result, moreover - a successful one. As for the process – this was a tad more complicated. Having read other writer’s comments about their difficulties and torment during the creative process; sitting for hours in one position, bent over a sheet of paper or a keyboard, I understood that this was possibly not what I wanted.

A little more time went by. I attended various courses and seminars. I busied myself with family life, looking after my little son. I also decided to study further and enrolled as a psychology student. What if that’s my real calling?

The book kept waking me up at night demanding action.

I put up the best fight I could. It sounds funny now, but that’s how it was. I simply didn’t allow myself to start writing. Sometimes I would think how to describe this or that scene. I wanted to have a completed version of the full text in my head, but of course that didn’t work.

Then, I chanced upon an Internet link which took me to a creative writing course run by the editor Olga Solomatina. Maybe it’s a sign, I thought. I sent her a letter explaining both my desire and fear of writing a book. The answer was dry and laconic: Send me a synopsis and the first chapter.

This is it! It’s happening! Only two choices: risk it now or forget about it forever.

I sat down, opened my computer and typed: “Chapter One”. And then an amazing thing happened.

Why didn’t anybody tell me how simple it really is?! All I needed was to start writing!

The process took me over so completely I couldn’t pull myself away from my computer. I devoted all my free time to the book. Words, sentences, chapters, in some magical way seemed to create themselves. It was as though someone else was directing my thoughts, imagination and hands.

From the moment I started writing I felt an inexplicable connection with the world, the universe, higher forces, and with my angel. I understood that I had finally found myself. It’s difficult to explain if you’ve never experienced it. But I would recommend it. It’s worth looking for yourself, search for your place, your business, your destiny. Try it out. Have a go. Risk it! Our obvious talents are just the results of our previous lives, but our real purpose in this life is initially hidden from us. One needs to put some effort into finding this purpose, feeling for it. It will seem that it is not yours, and that it will never work. But this is where you need to go. Although it seems scary, the desire to do so will win out.

As soon as you find your way, everything will change around you. Life will burst forth in new colours, and you will experience happiness and contentedness. Many previously unexplainable events will come together to form one big, beautiful picture, like a giant jigsaw, and you will suddenly understand that nothing in your life happens by accident.

If anybody told me I was going to write books I would have probably laughed out loud.

Being an extreme extravert, and a lover of active pastime activities, I never wanted to do anything that had to be done alone, for lengthy periods, and practically holding the same pose.

What does it mean to write a book? It means sleepless nights, dozens of note-filled notebooks, and thousands of hours spent in front of a computer.

Maybe someone else would have done it differently. But this was my way. Ideas would turn up in my head at any time of day or night, and would not let me go until I finished writing a chapter for them. Sometimes it would take up to nine hours. The most difficult part of working on the book turned out to be physical. It became especially difficult after the sixth month of my pregnancy. My ever expanding belly would make me feel tired long before my head would run out of words.

Nevertheless, I am still grateful to my destiny for giving me the chance, talent and inspiration to write the book!

For me, writing the book meant the beginning of a new life, a new attitude to myself and to the world.

I remember one of the university lecturers saying that one should write a book only if it is impossible for you not to write it. In this case, you don’t have the right not to write it. In other words, the universe is giving you knowledge that you must share.

This is what happened to me.

About a year ago I went through a very sad experience which caused me a lot of pain. I asked myself again and again: “Why did this happen to me?”, but I couldn’t find an answer to this question.

I remember someone once telling me: if you don’t understand why this sad thing happened to you, it means that you simply need it for your own experience. It was however still hard for me to understand why I needed such a sad, hard and painful experience.

I got more involved with psychology and esoterics. I started reading specialist literature and got to know people who were interested in their spiritual development.

After some time had passed, I started to feel overwhelmed with information, and I really wanted to start sharing with other people all of my knowledge and understanding.

I started writing my book… And as the letters became words, and the words became sentences, my Book was beginning to emerge. It was then that I started to notice that the Book, in some mystical way, was helping me find the answers to my own questions. I finally understood why my life had to contain all those terrible, unpleasant, sad and painful events.

It really was all needed for my experience, to be there for me to feel it and to comprehend it, to know how it all works, and to be able to write about it in my Book.

I was writing about things which worried me, about things I went through and felt. I was even writing about things I thought I had long forgot, about things that I had hidden deep inside myself.

While I was writing the Book, I often cried and worried about my characters, I felt happy for them, and laughed with them.

When I finished the first part of the Book, I had this fantastically pleasant sensation of effortlessness, spiritual ease, tranquility and happiness.

To some extent the Book became my personal psychoanalyst. It helped me to find inner peace, to understand, forgive and love myself.

Now I can definitely say that writing a literary work was the best thing I could have done!

I believe that my first book will find its audience, and I will have pleasure in continuing to write.

… Since writing my first book about Fanyasha, I have been frequently asked the same question: In a nutshell… tell us what your books are about?

I could spend hours answering this question. What is it I’m writing about..? There are so many meanings, thoughts, ideas, in every chapter, every line, every word… And every reader finds something that they can relate to – something important and valuable to them… What is the main idea..? What is the message..? Whilst pondering this theme, I wrote a song. And our wonderful team at “Fanyasha Group” created a video clip.

Now in just 3.5 minutes you can find out what it is that I’m writing about.

Why do angels need people?