Office work is obviously not my cup of tea. I have been sorting through papers and constanly cutting my fingers on manilla folders. If you have never done that before, it's like a papercut on steroids. I had one that bled so bad, I needed two bandaids.
Here's a tiny taste of chapter one of my current project. Enjoy these few lines.
"He followed the voice in the distance, stepping over broken furniture, fractured wood, and bodies. Staring at him as he ventured through the fiery abyss was the bartender. His eyes vacantly stared ahead, his body splayed, and his neck contorted at an impossible angle. The flames licked at his neck and bit at his hair, charring the skin around his temples." -Kara Jorgense
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