My Mountain Man Muse by Olivia T. Turner EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Olivia T. Turner
- Language: English
- Genre: Humorous Erotica
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Lily
“ALL RIGHT,” I MUMBLE TO MYSELF. “FIRST WORD, FIRST WORD.
Word. Word. Word. What’s a good word?”
I tap the keyboard making a mess of the letters on the blank Word
document until all I’ve written is GHAKJACKNCNLAC. For the fifth time, I
hit the backspace button until there’s nothing on the screen but the damn
cursor that won’t stop blinking.
“Once upon a time?” I mutter to myself. No. Too fairy tale. There was a
girl named… No. Too cheesy.
“Arrghhh!”
I slam the laptop closed in frustration as I explode out of my seat and go
into the kitchen to make coffee for the sixth time today.
I’ve been excitedly waiting for this week for months and now that I’m
here, I can’t get started. Who knew that writing a book would be so damn
hard?
For years I’ve dreamed of renting a cottage in the mountains for a week
to write a romance novel. I pictured it in perfect detail: the log cabin on a
secluded mountain (check), a week off work to do nothing but write
(check), a light snow falling outside as I sit under a blanket at the desk
(check), and a finished amazing novel by the end of the week (what’s the
opposite of a check?).
It’s my second day here and I haven’t written one word. Yesterday, I sat
in front of the blank page for twenty minutes trying to think of something,
anything, to write until I got so frustrated that I spent the rest of the day
holding my phone up by the window to try and get a signal so I could watch
Netflix. Unfortunately, the Internet was working as well as my brain was.
“Come on, Lily. All you have to do is write. It’s easy. Stephen King
writes like twenty books a year.”
I’m talking to myself as I walk around the kitchen in my slippers. This
is going to be a long week.
“What are you doing here?” I mumble when I catch my reflection in the
dark glass of the microwave. “You should have gone to Vegas.”
I get two vacation weeks a year, and I’ve wasted one on a boring cabin
by myself with the world’s worst internet connection. What the hell was I
thinking?
With a sigh, I head back into the living room and open the laptop back
up.
Just start writing. Don’t think. Write.
I sit down and start moving my fingers over the keyboard without
thinking too much. There’s a story in my brain somewhere. I just have to let
it pour out.
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