I started taking pictures with my eyes only. It must be enough. From now on. In writing - you don’t need much. Just a pencil and a piece of paper. Sitting in this very quiet library, I am thinking about words. Sometimes I lack them, sometimes they come too easily and in the form that I regret afterwards. But writing 100 words is not an easy task. Considering that you want to hide the truth or stop lying altogether. Choosing something in between is even more complicated.
February Fiction (Seven)
February Fiction (Seven)
February Fiction (Seven)
I started taking pictures with my eyes only. It must be enough. From now on. In writing - you don’t need much. Just a pencil and a piece of paper. Sitting in this very quiet library, I am thinking about words. Sometimes I lack them, sometimes they come too easily and in the form that I regret afterwards. But writing 100 words is not an easy task. Considering that you want to hide the truth or stop lying altogether. Choosing something in between is even more complicated.