Santa Claus

And then It was Us...

Santa Claus

And then It was Us...

What makes writers?

What makes a writer? 

Story?

Life?

Need of money?

The truth is a writer is always alone... We are more emotional than any people around us and everything hurts more than what it hurts other...

But what we do, we do it all to share our loneliness...

To get Audiences' attention, to be read...

A service, done for nothing more than satisfaction we get from other's attention... 

So Absurd, So sublime...