But I have spurts, soon I was writing once a year, two words ... And so in my mind, was to be a blog, was to be a book ... But how to do this as you do not like to write. I can speak, tell someone, for example. To that someone had written something that I want to say and I would have best-sellers worldwide.
Winamp smęci go again Elton - The One, the wine straight from Puglia - Italia, almost good. But the law makes a big difference.
murdered tomatoes, sunflower seeds and such beautiful purple bells. Flooded beauties. How was I to know that the excess water or harm? How am I supposed to know everything? But the mere fact that I agreed to the flowers was already a big step. I, I, and flowers, after all I even cacti regularly kill. Last Jagiellonian said ... "Alex
computer ignorant, but at least it sometimes gives a sign of life! Agussi Well, again, unless it is their own and disappeared with the period and utterly ... pity it has been going a little bit ... Agussi time to a specialist This could be serious! flowers are almost like cats, I think that's even worse !..." - might is right, maybe it's time for a specialist. But it's all as free and dying at his own request. But what, I will eat moths before someone finds me. OK. is paranoia,
enough ... I had to write a book
, but I can not decide. There comes to me with the dialogue so true. I prefer to write in first person, but then is not so rough and interesting. It looks like a collection of rozbieganych thoughts and no one will understand what I mean. Moreover, unless such piemiętnikarstwo is not selling. In general, that's how I realize I can not even think about that sell something as I can not begin to write. I was in Empik and wanted to buy something to read. But there are so many books that I could not decide. So why write another lands on a shelf at an average bookstore? Besides, what to write? About my adventure to Italy? Like, as soon as I start to write, and I want to cry that I am not there, and that it can never again I will not have any other adventures? About life I will not write anything about him because I do not know. Well, I still secretly love is, but it will be a description only mich przedsennych dreams and thoughts - Zero truth. Writing fiction is something I think makes no sense. Good writers can afford it, have a good hand, a cool language. They can write about fiction.
I do not write this way even though he wants. So it is with me. I do not do anything they want. I want to be thin and shapely. I would like to have your hotel just in Italy, great guy at the side and a small house with garden and sea view, where everything is green and alive ...
And I can not even keep the tomatoes at the life ...