>>399570
Your dwindling of motivation may very well come from the lack of progress and understandable awkwardeness of not being able to express oneself fully in the target language. Remember that you have already achieved considerable progress - though your message contains mistakes, not one of them leads to any sort of misunderstanding or communication breakdown. Most of the cringe that you must feel while communicating in English must be from your own poor self-esteem.

Judging from your previous message, I'd say that your language is on the brink of the CEF level C1. You have commendable knowledge of practical grammar and more than satisfactory ability of paraphrasing. Indubitably, you are completely able to reach any goal of yours - be it international exams (hell, I think you can already get FCE grade A or even CAE if you motivate yourself enough), continued progress of your general language knowledge or even immigrating to an English speaking country. The sky is the limit.

What I advise is to set some tangible and quantifiable goals and find a group of like-minded people who are studying the language on your level. You are at a treacherous plateau - you have enough skill to easily communicate with native speakers (to say nothing of those unfortunate non-natives with lower level), but as you well aware your language level is far from proficient. Complacency is your number one enemy. The second enemy is fear of failure.

Having found that support group, you will be able to free yourself from crippling self-doubt and find solace in camaraderie of cooperative studying. Your peers will help you, judge you, support you, motivate you, and make you bear the responsibility of a colleague and friend. I speak from experience when I say that few things can ever compare to the feeling of companionship and support which such group provides.

Apart from that, you should really read the FAQ in the original English thread - especially the recommendations for C1 level. You will find that to continue your progress, you will have to become a gourmet of English. Devour fiction books, savor the depictions of nature and the narration of characters' inner thoughts. Make yourself relish the so called "purple prose" (seriously - google it!) and find delight in wordy descriptions of mundane objects.

Your productive skills (i.e. Speaking and Writing) are probably the weakest and their improvement is a formidable challenge indeeed. There are enough places to practice your oral fluency: Discord rooms, Skype conferences and videochatrooms. I think you already know what needs to be done - practice, practice, practice.

However, developing your writing is a different beast. Make a habit of using collocation dictionaries, thesaurus and Google while writing letters (in fact, guess what tabs are open in my browser right now?). Read dictionaries and collections of idioms and try to use them in every message. Find a highly literate penpal - there are tons of online communities out there, just a mouse click away. Look for wannabe writers, college graduates, retirees and sit at home moms - they have time, ability and desire to supply you with high grade reading material. You will be hard pressed to keep pace with them and such challenge is a good thing.

But above all - give yourself time. Mastering a language does not come easily. Otherwise everyone would be a polyglot.

Анон спасибо тебе огромное за проверку. Написал следующую часть. Ну надеюсь будет тенденция на уменьшение ошибок, мечты мечты. Проработал все главы что ты написал + из Мерфи шлифанул, хуй знает как усвоилось.

Jim, Atticus, and I lived in our big house with cook Calpurnia. She was a strong black woman with an intolerable temper. I'd never won an argument with her because Atticus always took her side. Moreover, I thought she hated me even though she didn't show it. In the summertime we had important things to do. We had been lying on the grass for hours in a cool shade of our house when the bright rays of the sun burned mercilessly and role-playing some characters from our books. We also met a boy from our neighbor’s house who visited his aunt in the summer holidays. His name was Dill and he was 1 year older than me and he told me that he was good in reading. We had been playing together since then and I was happy because in our role-playing games Dill got roles which were before mine. I can’t stand to play characters such the ape in Tarzan. When we were playing on our backyard Dill asked about our other neighbor Redley. The Redley families were strange people who had a bad reputation in the town. Their house was an unfriendly place with the carved doors which were closed even on Sundays. From time to time we saw Oldest Radley especially in the mornings on his way to a store with a paper package but when we met him he'd never greeted back to us. He had two sons one of them lived with him and the other lived in a nearby town and appeared on the doorstep only at Christmas. His youngest son Boo got in trouble with the law after he made a friendship with some gang members. His father saved him from jail and took under house arrest. After that people hadn’t seen Boo for 15 years. All people in town thought that his father kept him chained to his bed and Boo became a monster. The more Dill heard the more he asked. He was fascinated with this place. Jim told him that Boo Radley ate raw animals and that why his arms were color of blood.