“Would you take a look at my book for me?” I turned around in my jaunty office chair like Reagan’s head. I may as well have heard “Would you go to Prom with me?” Now, I’m still on hiatus at this time. I knew this other guy had a degree in journalism, and that’s not what we do all day. State of the Union, amirite. And I don’t talk about writing at work. I really don’t even bring it up to my bestie, who works with me. We will do the check up, how’s projects, how’s kicks, but for the most part, if we don’t talk about it outside of work, it doesn’t come up. So, I jumped on the opportunity. He emailed me a few chapters. I read in one sitting. And it’s good. I actually want to know what happens. I’m interested in...

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