game

My first collection of short stories, which borders on the novel, represents a departure from the path I began with flash fiction. Perhaps it's a rebellion against that approach and a quest for something else. It's an attempt to explore this world, and, as the name suggests, it's also a "e;game,"e; like everything around us. Life, after all, is a series of games we engage in willingly or unwillingly. In some, we play as the main player, and in others, we play as a peripheral element, completing the picture and lending a veneer of vitality and a false sense of existence to the main characters. This "e;game"e; may contain meanings I haven't been able to convey to the reader, and perhaps I deliberately left them unfinished so they would struggle to grasp them. Perhaps this will illuminate my path to different perspectives and clarify what was obscure to me. As I mentioned, it's an attempt that oscillates between the short story and the novel. Because excessive length is absurd, redundant, and a waste of the reader's time, elaboration without brevity was necessary narration without compromising purpose.