via Daily Prompt: Recognize

Slips of paper were tossed onto the surface without a care. They landed in haphazard heaps, taking up far more space than they ought to. Dust blanketed every part of the surface that wasn’t touched in the immediate past. An elastic band peeked out at her through the jungle of books, notebooks, pens, a stamp, a stapler. An attempt at organization was evident in the stack of novels in one corner and the similar looking files in the other. The desk looked alarmingly close to a lost cause.

Even though it wasn’t hers, the mess rang a bell of familiar frustration and resignation. Her daughter was taking after her.

My second 100-word story. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated.


Author: anankhan98

When I close my eyes, I see myself as a writer. I see a pale blank page in front of me and feel a solid pen in my hand. I feel inspiration flowing through me, hear the words being whispered in my ears, ready to be written. And I see myself writing them. So, I write. And that is why I am here right now. To let the world know that I want to become better at this. That there is this unbelievably naive living in this corner of the world, who wants to have people help her become the best she can become. My focus is actually on fiction. I dream up stories in my sleep, literally. And I can't help but want to write them. Knowing English only as a second language is a drawback, though. I still try.

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