About
I'm Viktoria.
I'm a writer, mother, caregiver, and a recovering expert in holding everything together. Witch in Progress came out of a stretch of life when nothing politely waited for me to find myself — children to raise, people to care for, work to do, grief to carry, countries to cross, bills to pay, and a world apparently committed to producing another emergency before breakfast.
I got very good at keeping life moving. I became less certain that I was still inside it.
So I started paying attention. To the coffee that went cold while I answered everyone else. To the things women end up responsible for without ever quite agreeing to them. To grief that behaves badly in supermarkets. To ambition after forty, and the particular loneliness of being the competent one. To creativity that keeps tapping on the wall even when there's supposedly no time for it.
That became Witch in Progress. I'm not writing from the far side of some finished transformation — I'm writing from inside the unfinished part, the middle, where the laundry is still not done and the questions are still open. That's where most of us actually live.
About the word "witch": I don't mean costume or performance or anyone with special authority over your life. I mean instinct. Paying attention. Making meaning out of ordinary things. Following your own way, and being willing to stay unfinished while you do it.
If any of this sounds like your life
Start with a story, or let the next one come to you. It's free.