I was in trembling since yesterday’s evening. It seemed that this the end. My breathing became frequent in the morning. It was 9.11 and probably 11 seconds when I saw that I finished novella. This exciting feeling doesn’t leave me. I was thinking on what corrections and additions to make, but I concluded that Conspiracy Paranoia doesn’t require anything else. I’m in felicity by recalling back to done. The trembling is equal to stance of getting cold and you want to cover yourself. I loudly screamed “YEAH!!!” two minutes later what raised Paul who lied on my legs and was disturbed by mine activity. I said to him that all right with stroking and then I kissed his top on what he shook a head.
No one of my personages had inspiration of real person if somebody wants to ask. I began to write when the world was prettier then and I ended when these things are more actual. However, it always about seeing a good story for me at first.
Today I listened five-minute version of Sandra – In the Heat of the Night in checking a part, which this song created it. Song’s solo characterized a place, time of day and an element of personality of one personage, which actually I initially wanted to put. It was many times when I got scene in listening music. It is a piece of puzzle to which need to find other parts and combine together. Sandra’s song finished in moment when I completed with checking of this part.
Even today it looked that I couldn’t complete to day of coming celebration, but it happened before what doesn’t mean due to I always have a bottle. Edizione Cinque Autoctoni of 2018 with 14,5% contains wide grape compilation in Malvasia Nero, Sangiovese, Primitivo, Montepulciano and Negroamaro, which collected in Puglia and Abruzzo what is amazing for me due to these regions have distance. A bottle has digit “20” what should be a year.
It was lunch, but celebrate and be drunk is never too late. I’ve listened Bee Gees – Tragedy three times. The bottle had long cork. I poured content into glass, which was a dark red color. It was beautiful.
I’ve got these myriad of grapes in sniffing. Divining understanding of wine in further drinking though it’s incredible in beginning. My mouth isn’t hurt in rinsing – it was getting of grapes. I was catching alcohol, but it stops to bother and doesn’t get anymore in the next sips. Aftertaste is flying stance as after LSD… forget the last sentence. I’m joking, I never used that thing. It’s wine is award after what you’ve done as I completed writing of my novella.
What can I wish to myself? Don’t write so long.
