not right
It’s night again, and everyone’s asleep. I look at the picture I’ve just made, one of dozens.
It’s smudged and torn, a muddy blur.
I place it beside the others lining my floor.
The colors are wrong. The shapes are off. It looks like nothing.
It’s not what I’m trying to create. It’s not what it’s meant to be.
It’s not right, and I don’t know why.
Across the parking lot the billboard beckons, as it always does: COME TO THE EXIT 8 BIG TOP MALL AND VIDEO ARCADE, HOME OF THE ONE AND ONLY IVAN, MIGHTY SILVERBACK!
If I could use human words to say what I need to say, this would all be so easy.
Instead, I have my pots of paint and my ragged pages.
I sigh. My fingertips glow like jungle flowers.
I try again.
ТЕЛЕГРАМКанал с обзорами, анонсами новинок и книжными подборками
Книжный Вестник
Бот для удобного поиска и скачивания книг
Книжный Бот
Свежие любовные романы в удобных форматах
Любовные романы
О психологии, саморазвитии и личностном росте
Саморазвитие
Детективы и триллеры, все новинки
Детективы
Фантастика и фэнтези, все новинки
Фантастика
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