Ten years ago I wrote a novella for a competition. At the time, I was a big fan of Magical Realism as a genre, especially Gabriel Garcia Marquez. So I wrote that novella in the style of the great South American author.
I mean, I tried my best. But the thing is, as I wrote, I started to change things. I found my own way of saying what I wanted to say. Words seemed to just come to me. I finished it in 33 hours. And, when the last sentence was written, it was something different than what I wanted to do at first.
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