Some days while writing, I become convinced that this is the most horrible tripe ever written by anyone anywhere. Having a bit of a day like that today. Maybe it is, or maybe I'm just not feeling it today. Still, powered through some words, and there's always another day tomorrow. After reading over what I've got and making a few changes, I think I need to up the fun factor. Time to get some unplanned over the top scenes in there. Sure, there's romance, but it has to be fun, right? 🙂 I think so at least. So in the meantime, I'll just dream of tattooed bad boys dressed in tailored work suits and plan for tomorrow.
Today's words: 2073
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The intercom buzzes again. It’s like the fifth time since I sat down. How does he expect me to study these documents when he keeps interrupting every few minutes. The box looks like it’s been here since the building was built, and the speaker crackles as he speaks. “Ms. Anderson, may I see you in my office for some dick-tation, please.” Yeah, he can go to hell. After a couple of minutes, it buzzes again. “No, seriously, come in here.”
I push the talk button and with my sweetest tone, I reply, “Last I looked, Mr. Riordan had a pair of perfectly functioning legs. It’s only good for him to exercise them every once in a while, instead of just his vocal cords.”