Jenny has a soul-sucking job. If only she blogged about how to live a better life for a living, the way the guy does whose blog she reads when she's messing around at work. The more she reads about what she's missing out on, the more upset she gets. She could really use a glimpse of hope at some point. Couldn't we all?Matthew Atkinson presents a psychological SHORT STORY from his collection, Isolated Showers, that just might be one of the quietest stories you've ever read.
But sometimes silence is deafening, as they say.
Jenny has a soul-sucking job. If only she blogged about how to live a better life for a living, the way the guy does whose blog she reads when she's messing around at work. The more she reads about what she's missing out on, the more upset she gets. She could really use a glimpse of hope at some point. Couldn't we all?Matthew Atkinson presents a psychological SHORT STORY from his collection, Isolated Showers, that just might be one of the quietest stories you've ever read.
But sometimes silence is deafening, as they say.