Tap, tap, tap.
My fingers type away on the keyboard, filling the screen with words.
Are they the right words? Will my client approve? Or will they throw the manuscript at my head?
I don’t stop writing, though. I have to meet this deadline. And then work on the next project.
Ah, the life of a ghostwriter.
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I don’t stop writing, though! Worth it