In Your Blue Skies (winsky) wrote, @ 2004-07-12 11:48:00

(Writer's notes no. 2)
W: Okay, okay! Maybe I believe in it. And sometimes I do it! But what the h*ll! I don't think I should put it into paper. I cannot. Not me!

J: So... you are thinking of it.

W: Maybe. I mean, I am. I should right?

J: Of course! YOu really should

W: I just, I just think I still can't. Not now not ever!

J: Who says I want it now? You can take time. You can write it as long as you want it. Im not pressuring you.

W: But won't. Ever. Not my line anymore.

J: Though you regret destroying the ones you've written before. It could have been a book. A compilation of everything done here on earth!

W: It wasn't meant to be.

J: It could have been. Your decision was wrong.

W: My decisions are final. I stand up to it. I do not regret it.

J: you can say whatever you want to say--

W: Shut up! I don't want to see you anymore. I don't wanna hear you anymore. Just shut the F*ck up!!!! Leave me alone. I won't do it! I won't! I won't! I won't!!!!!

(nothing more but an empty silence...)