A SMALL COPPER KEY, or a VERY SHORT STORY WITHOUT BEGINNING AND END. Story “I have often thought that I should write a book, explaining how I come up with certain pages, maybe even just one page,” I repeat after Henry Miller. Every story I’ve written is every ! - has its own history. And if I drew all my stories myself - obeying some impulse - then one of them drew me a picture, which a few years later became a reality... “THE LITTLE COPPER KEY, or A Very Short Story Without Beginning and End” - one of the very first stories I wrote. I wrote it for a long time. That is, I started writing, and then put it off for some time. I tried to continue, but the story did not come to me. And then suddenly it took shape by itself... And soon after that I met and fell in love with a Man who turned out to be similar to the hero of my story - or rather, to two of its heroes: the Young Artist and the bearded man. And even my Beloved’s profession is similar - he is an artist-photographer. We are happy to this day...Maybe this is why I often tell those who dream of happy mutual love: “Draw! draw your lover! draw more carefully every detail of his appearance and soul! and as soon as you finish, he will immediately come out to meet you.”