Hey, I am Linsey

Hey guys! My name is Alina, but you can call me Linsey. This blog has been created for you guys to take a peek at my writing journey and join me on this exciting ride! Enjoy your time here! ✨Ukrainian girl who is trying to figure her way in life✨

[linseyswrld]

I guess a better start?

Someone can say that I am bad at the consistency, but my bigger problem is perfectionism. And it is probably in the way that I am looking for a “better time”. This is the problem that I think is not enough talked about. It is hard to start, yes. But I guess it is harder to feel that whatever you say actually makes sense and the state you are in is the right for creating things. I wanted to start this blog all the way back in September of 2024. Funny enough, it was such a shitty timing as how delusional I was about my life.

My original story that I wanted to write about was about werewolves BUT NOT IN THAT CORNY AHH SENSE YOU MIGHT THINK ABOUT NO NO NO!!!!!! There were NO pregnancies and freaky shit OKAY OKAY???

I mean, it is not even the point lol. As an immigrant I thought I found my place: boyfriend, friendgroup. The story was supposed to be mostly about finding the feeling of “home”. As I am living in Calgary, I wanted to write about this town and the nature in more down-to-earth way. Not that I have any problems with booktok – it is an amazing platform for connection and sharing stories. My story was supposed to be more honest and somewhat of a triumph for me finally feeling peace after so many tough years.

And oh boy how wrong I was. I wanted to romanticize my life and I just ended up hurting myself more. This is what happens when you put the responsibility of your happiness on someone else. The worst part is that everyone deep down wants to feel safe. And when your head is filled with negative thoughts, other people become the projection of what you think is protecting you. I wanted to write about my ex-boyfriend as of the main male character and the whole story line was revolving around him and his fiends that were my friends at the time. I was always inspired by people and those people were not the exception. But I guess I was way too trusting, way too loving and, of course, projecting. If I have a strong sense of friendship coming from my home country, Ukraine, it does not mean others have it too.

Well, I decided I will not be sticking to only one story. I will just go crazy. Cuz why not? It is better to lose your mind in art then in people.

I will do my best to post more frequently, as I want this place to be my own little creative freedom where I can be free and go to whenever I need some sort of shelter. I will make the blog pretty at some point lol. See ya around!

[littledemo0n]

I had a vision and you know what i usually do with my visions

[luna-azzurra]

How to Write a Confession of Love

Build the Emotional Tension Before the big confession, let the tension simmer between the characters. Maybe they share little glances across the room, or their hands brush accidentally but neither pulls away. Every shared laugh or lingering look should leave the reader wondering “Is this it?” When the confession finally happens, it’ll feel like the natural next step, as if both characters have been teetering on the edge of admitting their feelings for a while.

Inner Turmoil Leading Up to the Moment No one’s ever totally confident before saying, “I like you,” or “I love you.” Show the character’s inner freak-out. Maybe they’re wondering if they’re about to ruin everything, or if the other person feels the same. Let them overthink every detail, what if they mess it up? What if they say the wrong thing? This nervousness is super relatable and makes the confession way more intense and vulnerable.

Choose the Right Setting Where the confession happens can completely change the vibe. If it’s somewhere quiet and personal, like on the roof under the stars or sitting close on a couch, it adds a sense of intimacy. But maybe it’s in the middle of a party or a chaotic situation, where emotions are running high and everything’s on the line. The setting should fit the emotions—are they scared? Excited? Confused? Let the environment match their energy.

Don’t Make It Perfect Real life is messy, and confessions of love are no different. Maybe the character fumbles their words, says something awkward, or has to start over. Maybe they get interrupted, or they laugh nervously halfway through. These imperfections make the moment feel real. It’s not about saying the perfect words, it’s about what’s in their heart. Let the raw, unpolished feelings shine through.

Balance Between Show and Tell Obviously, they’re going to say something like “I love you” or “I can’t stop thinking about you,” but actions and body language speak just as loudly. Maybe their voice cracks, they shift closer without realizing it, or they can’t seem to meet the other person’s eyes. Maybe their hands are shaking, or their heart is pounding so loud they can’t hear anything else. Let those little details paint the full picture of how much this confession means.

The Other Person’s Reaction It’s not just about the person confessing, the other person’s reaction is a huge part of the scene. Are they completely shocked? Do they hesitate, or respond right away? Do they get teary-eyed or try to play it cool? The way they react adds layers to the moment. Even a pause before answering can make the scene ten times more intense. Their response shows how much they’ve been waiting for or dreading this confession too.

In short, make it messy, emotional, and real. Readers want to feel the build-up, the fear, the excitement, and the vulnerability of both characters. Don’t be afraid to make things a little awkward or imperfect, that’s what makes a confession unforgettable.

[linseyswrld]

Hello World!(I guess)

(Genuinely I am not gonna lie as writing this does feel awkward, even though I still put effort into researching, downloading the application on my phone, and creating a custom theme for this blog). Anyways, here I am. The girl who always wanted to write since she was a small kid.

The most ironic thing is that I used to write before. But not in English. In Russian. Then I moved to Canada and the war happened in my homeland. Womp womp... (my way of coping with traumatic shit is making uncomfortable jokes, so pleeeease don't feel too awkward (or do, whatever you prefer)).

As you probably have understood, I am from Ukraine. Pity thing, people might say, which is fair. I can not blame others for the sympathy they give to me, whenever I say where I am from. But I am here - in another part of the world, living my teenage dream. I am both lucky and not. My whole existence feels like a pattern of opposite extremities. But maybe this is what means to be a human, right?

During all my three years of living in Canada, I had this idea of a story I wanted to tell. But it was always hard due to a large amount of reasons. Maybe I am not completely ready now, but I am healed. And if I am healed, it means it is time to be strong.

So yeah, this is my first ever post on this blog. I have never had a one in English and the Tumblr one. But I wanna try. I want to write this story, and I want to tell it to the world. It is heavily inspired by my life experience and with each passing day I keep on being more and more confident that "this is that idea". Let's call it The Idea. Lol. Whenever I want to practice my language skills on something less dramatic, my mind keeps coming back to The Idea, so yeah there is no turning away point.

Well, thank you so much for reading all that emotional crap (no, I ACTUALLY mean it, thank you sooo much🫶🫶🫶). I hope we can be friends and you will enjoy this little place of mine.

I will post here not only things that are related to The Idea, but also about my life and who I am.

My name is Alina, but you can call me Linsey

And welcome to my world💕