Kara – Black – on the stage. He returns after many years and doesn’t know what to expect. He is reminiscing a little, making some plans. I don’t know yet what he is like. He seems blurry. Perhaps that’s what he is like. Likeable, actually, and nice, but what’s really on his mind – it’s hard to say. He is yet to reveal some more of his various layers and sides.

I stopped at his entry-return for a painfully long time. I thought I knew what it was supposed to look-sound like, but I got stuck on the details. I couldn’t move forward for almost a week, even though I spared no effort. I finally managed to set off and I haven’t looked back since. In the nautical theme, I’m going against the wind. Half of the sails is gone, torn up. I will soon run out of water. And lemons.

As far as the text is concerned, I am always more or less one scene ahead, and I see the ones to come as a sketched-out outline. I think there are three scenes left till the very end. The conclusion still unclear, but becoming clearer; I feel I already know it. Şeküre – it is all about her, and yet she practically disappeared. Exactly, exactly. She hasn’t disappeared, she is here and she can see everything through a hole in the wall. And it is all just about her.

A side note: the scenes will be called miniatures.

(transl. Magdalena Małek-Andrzejowska)