A few hours later, I'm up out of bed and sitting in front of my laptop. I don't get dressed, the advantage of being at home where no one cares what you look like.

I sit there and type.

As I do so, I relax; writing has always done that for me. I've always been able to immerse myself into the story, forgetting all else.

I write, I eat and I watch shit on T.V.

When I'm done with the final chapter, I read it over. I edit a few bits, adding more descriptions etc. before finally sending it off to Emmett.

I sigh, smiling.

I love my new job.


:D

Just a cute little thing about her work. I don't know where half of these chapters come from, really.

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