Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 42 – The girl made of glass ( literary vomit – part III)

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This story began on Day 28 and continued on Day 35. It’s starting to take shape and I think it needs time to grow and conquer. So here is the third part of the story. “ – I don’t, actually. I was trying to be polite; now that we’ve settled that, thanks for the light. Bye!” , I said, turning quickly away from her. I was hoping for her to take the bite; and she did. I caught a glimpse...

Day 35 – The girl made of glass ( literary vomit – part II)

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This story begins here, so let’s pick up from where we left off. Sometimes, a glass bottle won’t break when it smashes into a hard surface or falls onto the brick floor; sometimes, all it takes is a small crack or flaw and everything is lost and turned into an impossible to solve puzzle. That’s how she felt each morning and each damned day. Crying was not enough anymore; crying was only a...

Day 28 – Literary vomit (The girl made of glass)

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She was walking towards the door. Nothing but the sound of her footsteps, on the hallway of her building, was disturbing the bliss of the morning. She turned the key into the lock and a door screak later, she was inside. Her clothes were all over the place; on the table, on the floor, on the stereo and even on the coffee pot she forgot to put into the kitchen sink last night. She was alone. What...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu