I pictured a single white and tall building, 4 stories.
"How do you write?" I talked to the sky. Sitting at the rooftop edge, I swung my legs playfully.
I sounded innocent that one would not take it seriously but I was desperate.
To show or to tell. I know this rule very well. But I have always confused over it countless of times. "Why is that?" lifting my chin slightly with more concerned eyes.
And I looked down. "There were tress, roads, houses, people", as I look up to the sky, "the sun, clouds, the- airplane!" I pointed amused.
"-- and a kite". Ah this was never going to work. I'm clueless and don't even have much to say to emphasize the setting how wonderful my world really is.
I do get that I suck, but I want to improve.
"Hmm...maybe I should write in 1st person like this" I smiled. This is a very good idea. It would be a nice start. "It requires vocabulary improvement!" I cheered, both elbows jerked backwards in encouragement with my fist clenched. "I can do it, even if I'm that bad I will be great."
And someday, I will be someone's favourite author⌒★
