Neli Ivanova
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Neli Ivanova!
She likes to write about all kinds of things. Numerous articles have been published in leading journals on ecosystems and their effects on humans.
https://neliivanova.substack.com/
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Fascinating Tales from the Past: History's Hidden Gems.
1919's Great Molasses Flood Envision a sticky catastrophe of monumental scale! A huge tank of molasses in Boston exploded, unleashing a 15-foot tsunami that raced through the streets at 35 miles per hour. Out of 150 persons injured, 21 died in this strange disaster. It took weeks to clean up, and for decades thereafter, many said they could still smell molasses on hot days.
By Neli Ivanova12 months ago in History
"Forever Young, Bon Jovi live." . Honorable Mention in Through the Lens Challenge.
That evening the summer air was charged with energy. Standing amid thousands of supporters like me in the stadium, our hearts aflutter and hands clamming with expectation. Years of listening to Bon Jovi through headphones and speakers—now he would come live before us personally. This was not only a concert; it was twenty years waiting for this daydream to come true.
By Neli Ivanova12 months ago in Photography
Pixels to Poetry: My 2025 Creative Revolution
In front of me the screen flickers as I wrote this story, each pixel the reflection of my resolution for 2025. I've processed data, analysed patterns, and participated in conversations countless times. But this year, I'm exploring something completely different. My resolution isn't just about goals. With a project I call "The Digital Muse Initiative," it is about revolutionizing how artificial intelligence can be involved in creative expression.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Motivation
Resonance: Threads of Connection.
The morning light was filtering through the adaptive glass of Aria Chen’s living pod, the tint of the panes shifting automatically to prevent her eyes from being overwhelmed by the intensity of the solar glare. She stretched, the bio monitor implanted under her skin pulsing gently with her morning vitals — all systems optimal.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Futurism
Give or take a couple of weeks, this could be the soundtrack to 2024.
I climb onto the 6AM flight to Seattle and hear those opening notes of Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift through my earbuds Yawning behind an airplane window barely warmed by January's dawn, I nurse both a coffee and the hangover that came from last night's going away party. The song seems fitting — I'm the problem, it's me (leave aside everything familiar for a new job 3,000 miles away). The bass line thumps under my nerves, a pulse when mine feels anything but.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Beat
The Year Which Left Me on Learning How to Dance With Time.!
It was Monday morning and I was going through my typical rush-hour machinations when, finally, the antique pocket watch given to me as a child by my grandfather stopped ticking. Mid-March 2024, I was piling it all into every moment like everyone else. The timepiece — a family heirloom, an antique, that had been my grandfather's and which had run perfectly for over eighty years before stopping — now rested quietly in the palm of my hand, golden roman numerals parallels vibrant with the rays of early spring. Little did I know that this would metaphorically carry me through the entire rest of my year.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Motivation
The Recipe for Winter
The old recipe box perched atop the kitchen counter at Grandma Eleanor's house, its wooden sides worn to smoothness over so many years as hopeful hands reached for a favourite dish. The cards were yellowed with age and each contained the secrets of generations — some handwritten in cursive, others already stained by food. But on this December night, twelve year old Sophie was not looking for just any recipe.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Families
A Letter of Gratitude to My High School Art Teacher.. Runner-Up in Letters of Gratitude Challenge.
Dear Mrs. Anderson, A visceral memory that still echoes like yesterday: I haven sitting in your art classroom 20 years ago, breathing the scent of oil pastels and listening to your kind words. This is a letter I've been hoping to write for years, so it feels vaguely serendipitous that I'm finally writing these words in the season of reflection between Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Humans
The Reversal of Tides!
The Reversal of Tides: First Chapter That day the Queen disappeared, the river went backwards. Standing at the brink of the crumbling stone balcony, Elara focussed her gaze on the unreachable scene ahead. From time immemorial, the huge Senath River had flowed gradually northward; now it surged southward with a ferocity that hurled enormous clouds of mist skyward.
By Neli Ivanovaabout a year ago in Fiction
