THE WRITER WRITES_a droubble

She wrote quickly, perched delicately on the edge of the swirling armchair before her cluttered computer desk. Bright morning sunlight streamed from the cobalt blue sky outside the wide expanse of wall to wall glass, illuminating her office space. Eventually she paused, her gaze surprised at the mountain of words she had accumulated on the screen before her. She sighed. Then painstakingly, began editing, trimming the rough draft into a polished work of art. Her intention, to craft a droubdle. She aimed to write a short story of two hundred words, for submission to the next big writer droubble contest.

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