Novel Typing Jobs Novels & Stories

The screen lit up, too bright, making me squint for a second. It felt strange. Like this belonged to a different version of me. Before everything. I logged in anyway. My fingers hesitated on the keyboard before I typed. Jobs. The word looked simple. Too simple. I clicked. Listings filled the screen instantly. Normal jobs. Normal hours. Normal lives. I stared at them like I didn’t quite recognize what I was looking at. Retail. Office work. Reception. Things I used to consider boring. Now they looked… steady. Safe.

Chapter 100(whew!!!) The Author's Yap If you've made it here... Hi. First of all, thank you. Seriously, thank you. This is my very first completed novel, and I honestly don't know how to explain what this journey has been like. Before writing this book, I worked as a ghostwriter. My job was simple in comparison. I was given outlines, chapter breakdowns, character directions, and all I had to do was bring someone else's vision to life. It wasn't easy, but there was always a map.

She began to tell her story, "I am looking for a job in the city, but unfortunately not a single company that accepted my CV." “After that, I decided to write a novel online after seeing a writing platform. I pursued this career for a year and produced two books. If you ask about my income, maybe I won't be able to answer." Kanya smiled at Irwin Darwin. It seemed that she had gotten more courageous now. “I got it because I understand business. The career you are in has great potential. Eros, how about we make an online novel platform?" Irwin Darwin seems interested in the online platform business.

The morning came and I arose from my bed. It's time for me to get to work. Amongst the humans, I also have my private life. I work as a typist in a big company. Any of the articles that is expected by the company, comes from me. Not such a great job for a luna, dad would say, but I don't need a job that would draw too much attention to me. Although dad has tried his possible best to convince me to take charge of at least five of his companies, I prefer not to do so.

She still planned on getting a good job in one of the companies in New York. Thinking about companies, she couldn't help but wonder how her father's was doing? Her thoughts drifted as she indulged in typing her novel, She was currently at the last chapter and she hoped to finish it quickly so that if it gets approved, She'll just have to submit the remaining chapters. She didn't know how long she typed, but she was already out of this real world, when the car screeched to an abrupt stop, making her jerk and in the process her phone fell off from her hands.