P-chan's messy head
I’m such a loser for posting old stories and pretend that they are brand new. I’m finding it hard to reconnect with my former writing persona. I’m in no writer’s block; I just realized that I used to express myself in English better than now. So whatever I write seems to lack the quality that Read More …
7 a.m. – She had been awake since three and had packed all her stuff by four. She’d spent the remaining three hours lying in bed, staring at the ceiling while he was asleep. Numb, counting his breaths every minute like she used to do with her dog. She was thinking about the past, future, Read More …
When I pick a German book, I might want to read it in English instead of German. I hate reading German so much lately (except for Martin Suter). German sentences are twice as long as necessary. Other foreign books are different. It was a pain in the arse reading The Alchemist a few weeks ago. Read More …
This year’s February isn’t taking on a good start. I didn’t even notice that January had already packed its bags and left. No kiss goodbye. Have you ever experienced anything that rude? So far, February has robbed money out of my purse and given me no flowers on Valentine’s (as usual). Instead, it has set Read More …