On International Writers’ Day

On International Writers’ Day, I wrote an essay on Chekhov (that’s why I’m posting so late today).

This is the first year in which I feel that I’m celebrating myself as well as other writers. I write every day on the blog and since I discovered short stories I started writing a lot more fiction. On Writers’ Day 2021, my wish is to publish my works further than my blog. I don’t know what I’d publish or when. It’s just a wish. When the time will be right, I will turn it into an objective.

On International Writers’ Day, I ran out of words after a 1250 word essay. But writing about not being able to write is still writing. And this is the beauty of writing.

Happy Writers’ Day!