– So, this is your first time? – she asked, too far in the dark for me to see her, but I knew she was there.
– Yeah. – I scrubbed my hands anticipating the next thing.
– Mhm, I see… Tell me again what happened. – I sensed the voice travel in circle, she was taking a better position in her chair.
– Two men came to the bridge. Only one left. – I said placing my hands on the knees and lifted my head to fuse some confidence in the words.
– Tell me one more time. Where was the child? – same tone reached me and I said without hesitation.
– The flyer said “Baby boots for sale. Only used once”.
– How did you ended up the relationship? – swift question followed.
– With a sound of a gun. She stopped stabbing me after that.
– The object was found on the ground. What was it?
– A bottle of pills. Pain was to great for him to bare. – I tilted my head with an nervous exhale, then I saw her liting up a cigarette.
The read glow showed my edges of her face, when smoke entered the beam of light I sat beneath.
– Good answers. You are hired. Yearly wage will be 200 000 dollars plus the worth of the every story you write and sell to us. You’ll be issued an apartment at any city you chose.
– I prefer the village. – I raised my eyebrows and sounded off the words with a wide smile, so gently she almost smiled back.
– If you like it that way, we’ll make sure it happens. If we need you somewhere, you’ll get a driver and a plane ticket. For any other problems, we will have an agent on the phone for you. Our team of managers are our to command, you only need to listen to them and be a team player. – she said, her voice standing up, hand extended towards me and I shook it with a great content feeling, because my dreams were taking shapes of realism.
Facebook & Twitter link that are veiled in secrecy. Shhh….
Hey, hey kid, you want some stories?
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Nenad
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What?
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What time is it there?
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21:48
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Then asking for a late night blabber will be unfair..
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You know…. I do them just because of you. 😀
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But if i ask for it it wont be a blabber right? Its 12 52 here..
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Its out now. 😀 Enjoy my Oriental Princess. 😀
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You dont have to do this. I feel horrible. I am sorry
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Chill. You’ll understand when you read it. Even if I don’t like it, I must do it. I have to write. 😀 I can’t never be mad at you. You are sweeter than the baklava I eat all of the time. 😀
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And you are the sweetest. Still. You didn’t have to..its not late night there yet. Creativity shouldnt be forced. Its 3 hours difference i feel i just exploited your sweet nature.
Not feeling good about it..
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Don’t beat yourself Alyana. There’s nothing to feel bad about. You are not forcing me to anything. You are actually helpful, because YOU motivate me to write. Me knowing there is someone waiting to read my write ups, I gladly take on the keyboard and fabric a story. That’s a good thing, not bad. 😀 Common, you understand it.
About that name “night time blabbering”, it’s just me being cute. I usually go to sleep at this time. I got my routine in check and I follow the rules I set for myself. Many people are more active at night, but not me. I like this sort of writing when my brain is on snooze, so I sound “stoned” (I hope you get the joke here). 😀
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Phew!
I am glad i couls help. I am opposite on this case when i am told to do something i lose interest. I can write only when i really want to.
And thank God.
Ahahaa yes i got the joke 🙂
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I don’t like authority either. I write best when I feel like it. My best stories are written when I was inspired with a good motives. However, I must train my skills even when I don’t have inspiration. Creativity can’t be forced, but I need to push those limits. I must provoke my creativity when I need it. If not, I wouldn’t write. A writer that doesn’t write is not a writer. It is that simple. 😀 Relax Lt.
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Hmm. Then you are a really good writer.
I am just a lazy moody blabberer.
A few friends actually offered writing gigs for freelance writing i refused.
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You are working on your own novel, so… Maybe that’s for the best. We all have our fast and slow days. I wouldn’t worry to much over that laziness you speak of. You’ll get back on your feet in no time. I’ve seen that fireworks you mentioned. It was great. 😀
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Novel is on a break. My own concepts failed me. Maybe some other time i will resume.
You are a happy soul. May God keep you like this. Ameen.
Yeah. Now imagine we were standing in the centre of the whole thing. Mind blowing!
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I bet it was stunning thing to witness. 😀 Good night for now. I am tired.
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Good night 🙂 and thanks
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You welcome. 😀
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🙂 take care
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fun to read. good story
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Thanks. 😀
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