My name is Elissaveta but that’s only for when my mom is angry at me… Let’s keep it short with Ellie!
When people ask me to say something about myself, my go-to response is “I grew up in Morocco” and in many ways, this is what defines me. Morocco lies at the core of my first novel about which you can find out more here or discover a few extracts here.
Ex-Londoner, ex-Parisian, I now live and work in “fair Verona” where I teach English to little ones and not so little ones. I also work as a content writer for a London-based design consultancy.
After years of searching myself, I finally found that my true path lies amongst words. And I intend to follow it.
Quirks? I cannot leave the house without my headphones, I love the smell of burnt matches and hate the 140 character limit on Twitter.
Clichés? I can’t live without chocolate (although I constantly seem to be on a diet), I am a notebook addict and a full-time procrastinator.
Don’t know where to start?
Upon leaving England, I wrote “Dear England“, a post filled with memories and nostalgia.
I was raised by the most wonderful mom to whom I have dedicated a post entitled My mother is everything my father wasn’t and I’d love for you to read it.
Curious about my architectural background? Find out more on my architecture blog.
PS: The song is above is a song I never tire of listening to. You will notice 90% of my posts begin with music and I can’t imagine having it any other way.