#ThinkAboutIt - Are Readers and Writers Secretive?

#ThinkAboutIt - Are Readers and Writers Secretive?

There was a time when I didn't like watching movies because of one of these two reasons (1) my budget couldn't afford it (2) my stubborn "creation mindset" refused most acts of consumption. Ironically, during writing my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me, watching movies got ingrained into my lifestyle. It happened because I could finally afford watching a movie or two every week by then. Also, I needed to pass some time as well whenever I went to see a film. By the time I acknowledged that watching movies had become a staple of my life, I realised the cinematic act of consumption didn't get in the way of my creation. I'm pretty sure the variety of movies I watched on the big screen (alone, because watching a film by yourself rocks too) helped shaped each and every work I made from that point onwards.

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Lost Christmas (a "Dead Republic" Story)

Lost Christmas (a "Dead Republic" Story)

An explosion 50 kilometers away jolted Kiko awake. The windowless walls of his room didn't give him a view of the destruction outside. It didn't matter. Kiko had seen the aftermath of a Kraken unleashing its power too many times. 06:59. He glanced at the metal wall clock near the door before grabbing his black coat from a steel chair near his bed and storming off the corridor.

“Good morning, General,” a stern lady in a dark blue uniform joined Kiko's walk. “Coffee? Is it going to be black or with some cream and sugar in it?”

Kiko regarded the lady and kept walking. “Thank you, Mafalda, but that Kraken's enough to be my caffeine this morning.”

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