Notes on 'Fish', My life, and death
(Draft) Day 01 31-12-23 I have no idea how I will write the story of “Fish”. I have only the concept of the story but not the mechanics, the structure, character and logic (believable quality). And I feel stupid about it. I guess that is a staple feeling for those who are not genius like HER , such imaginative, descriptive woman, every time my eyes locate her, this thought comes rushing: she is the perfect opposite of me. Is it because she was born at the same year and date as me? I don’t know. What I do know is, she is a perfect version of me. She is a Da Vinci, I am a doodler She is beautiful, and I am me Her Hand-writing is Art in itself , where mine is barely readable What I am trying to say is, she is the one who is supposed to write and illustrate this kind of story because it suits her. She is the one who is supposed to worry about how to conjure an event out of thin air, and make the story sense, not ME! I am just an insect. I am not supposed to worry about this hi...