Tangled stories: Chapter 1
“Let me know if you need something and I’ll go and help you”, Continue Reading
Passages or chapters from novels
“Let me know if you need something and I’ll go and help you”, Continue Reading →
They say that murder is the only legitimate theme in crime fiction; that anything else would fall short of the requirements for a good story. Continue Reading →
She stood, her back towards him, in a very ominous way. Continue Reading →
“Facebook is not Tinder!” she wrote back to me, getting overwrought over a trifle. Continue Reading →
The thing I remember the most about my grandfather was the day when he walked in on me masturbating. Continue Reading →
The song resounded in his head when he woke up. A nostalgic feeling pervaded him. Continue Reading →
m passing by Stary Browar’s parking lot. There’s a traffic light always in red, although no cars enter or go out. I jaywalk as usual. Continue Reading →
I woke up at 3 am and couldn’t go back to sleep. I couldn’t repress the bitterness from her words. Continue Reading →
I’ve never liked watches: Those illusory attempts at time control. We can see the sands of time slip through our fingers for a while but we can never hold time in our hands. We just have to let go of… Continue Reading →
It was hopeless. He needed to stop every time he heard a bandoneon being played. He was hopeless but so was she. She held a charm over dogs. Every time she passed by a dog, it would inevitably follow her… Continue Reading →