I was at the printing house proofreading the final version of my new novel, which will be released in early November.
It's too early to reveal more about the content, but to calm my doubts, I gave the manuscript to two writers and three publishers.
The first writer said that this novel divides Albanian literature into two parts: before and after it.
The second writer said you must publish it and with every sacrifice.
The first publisher told me I can't publish it because he won't let me.
At first I thought the man up there was God, but later I found out it was her husband.
The second publisher read it halfway through and was so horrified that she couldn't read the other half.
The third publisher told me I'm not afraid. I'm an atheist.
I chose the third one.
I don't know if I'll need a fourth one.
