varying degrees of light

I used to write. As in, I used to be a writer and it wasn't too terribly long ago that I used to be a mediocre, promising writer. There was a time when craft existed, in union with communication. That time wasn't so long ago. Perhaps things will change for myself to turn toward that direction... again.

Also, I bought three rolls of film. One of them is loaded into the new camera. Two shots have been taken. That is all.

Yes. Yes? No? No. Yes. No. No? Okay. No. Mistake?