I am writing an action scene today.
Leo Baxter is tracking an Albanian through the dark alleyways of east London. Little does he know, in about ten minutes he will become the hunted and end up in a dank cell somewhere in…well, I don’t know where they will take him, but rest assured it will be somewhere hellish.
I’ve been quite productive in my writing today, but every now and then I find myself distracted by the sparkle of a new addition to my office decor. I’m not sure if it is the cucumber lime scent – I am very sensitive to smells – or the way the reflected light looks like little birds flying across my wall.
I couldn’t help myself. I had to take a picture of it.
Now back to Leo and the Albanian.
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