Alphabet for an adult writer, 4

Anti -Contributations for Personal Use

Train

As a young man, at the time in front of computers and mobile, the writer often traveled by train. If he had a place next to the window, the sights changed like a movie canvas, in the direction of the movement or vice versa, depending on which side he sat. Even more interesting were the passengers who entered and went out to each stop – they could first of all know the diversity of their physiognomies, clothes and voices, and those -traveling speeches were saying stories of their lives, followed by the one -sided trolls. He peeked them, cold on his seat, and the silent, detective imagining where they were, the reason for their trip, which carried in the suitcases stacked on the upper bars. Then, for the present, he would look through the window in the fast, rolled sequences of the moving landscapes.
It is therefore not surprising that some of his first written short stories occur on a train. But it is a little unusual that today, at the time of computers and mobile, when he has not used rail transport for decades, his prose often goes back to the foggy world of trains.

Cuisely

The corners, those hidden, dark spots that accumulate dust, so if the cleaner suffers from rheumatism, they are difficult to clean, the writer can be challenging to get away from the rounded, controlled narrative and find unexpected sharpness and magic in the predictive story. – Show yourself! – Says – I accept and swallow some dust – everything in favor of my painstaking but fulfilling craft, even when cleans the twisted corners of one’s own subconscious.

Horizon

The noon walk off the shore near the Big Lake, when the sky is revealed as a blue dome over the water of the water or late in the afternoon, at sunset, the sight of the coastal terrace, when the lake, surrounded by the dark greenery of the surrounding hills, begins to rush, it encourages the writer to think about the writer. How to fit the story into the wider landscape. Not a little easy task, but now, before this perfect blend of elements, he has time to get fresh air, to touch his coffee and thank nature for these beautiful, clean moments.

Whisper

Whispering young lovers in the most hidden part of the City Park (if they do not talk on mobile), partners during the match in tennis couples, the presidents of the powerful states whisper with their ministers while the media loudly announced their interstate gathering (though, somewhere in the back row).
Against them, sellers and shoppers in the markets, the staff of the passports counters and those waiting for passports for hours and days, party rivals during debates in parliament.
If this stretching attitude towards the whisper – from whisper to the scroll – we mark it as a strategy, then in the writer’s world handling world, their subsidence or reinforcements where the work requires it, it becomes the necessary tools.
In any case, important, as, when and how much you use them, similar to communication with the narrowed human babies.