NEOGIRAS PROLOGUE

THE FOLLOWING PART IS THE PROLOGUE OF THE FIRST NOVEL OF ZOE SZYMON

I don’t know what’s happening to me lately, I’ve started to forget all the time…I forget names, I forget things, but what worries me the most is that I’ve started to forget the work I do…see what it’s called.. . Scene designer? stage clear; NAH! I remembered! director! Ah, I don’t know why this is happening to me and I’m relatively young…not even 40.

This morning my daughter Evanthia called me to tell me that they wanted me at school and I didn’t even know where she was and I’m still starting to forget her too ! The worst was yesterday with my eldest son, Evangelos.

This year he started studying music and he would come home to talk about our artistic concerns, but when he came home everything went wrong….after I kicked him out of the house thinking he was a thief…he has two days to show… .oh my god what have I gone through…will I be able to find light in the darkness of my mind? When my daughter came home she started yelling that I did all this for attention and but such sourness.

I feel like my memory card — my brain — is erasing the most important files of my life every day. My husband hasn’t been home at all, I thought he might be able to help put my thoughts in order…but unfortunately I was unlucky.