The Family Room
You have stumbled into the family room, the door should have been locked,
but since you are here....
A Single candle lights the room.
The only furniture in the room is a bookcase, a small table and a comfortable looking love seat.
You walk across the room and look at the items on the dusty bookshelf.

There is a dusty photo album

There is a small book bound in maroon velvet

There is paper and an ink well

Photo Album
You open the photo album, there is nothing on the first page.  It looks like all the photos have been removed and you go to the second page.  There is nothing there as well only the glue that once held the photos to the sheet.  You turn the next few pages and still seeing nothing in the book quickly turn pages in the middle and end, curious if there is anything there at all.  You slam the book closed and a cloud of dust envelops you.  You put the book back on the shelf, wondering what kind of a person keeps an empty photo album.
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The Small Book bound in maroon velvet
You open the the book to the middle, checking to see if it is empty.  Seeing writing scribbled on the pages you close the book and decide to sit on the love seat.  Odd, you think, the bookself is covered with dust, yet there is no dust on the little couch or the table beside you.  Wondering why you didn't notice it earlier there is a bottle of tequila on the small table and a glass.  You say to yourself, "why the hell not" and pour yourself a generous helping.  Turning your attention back to the book, you set the glass down and open the books cover, though not before you take a moment to run your fingers over the velvet cover.  You turn first few pages and come to a table of contents.
Table of Contents

Chapter One About Me

Chapter Two My Work

Chapter Three My Writing


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About Me
I am a college student.  My  major is Anthropology and I plan to specialize in Mayan Heiroglyphic's.

I have 4 pets:
 
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My Work
My previous job was as a florist.  It really was a cool job and contrary to what most people think, florists don't play with ribbons and bows all day.  But now I moved to a different city 4 hours away and the pay for florists is half.

So I got a new job.  Are you really reading this, gosh.  Anyway now I am a stage hand.  I started out in the local union, but it appears as though in florida the union is a non-union union.  If that makes sense.  That was doing decorating for conventions, i didn't like it that much.

So then we made connections and now we are stage hands doing concert work.  It's a physical job but a cool one at that.  You get T-Shirts that say "Local Crew" and the bands name and you get to be a part of the concert, why, with out other people like me, there wouldn't be much of the concert.  I usually voluteer for lighting, and ablsolutely hate doing the audio.  The speakers are usually so heavy and lighting usually takes longer to set up.  Here is a list of the concerts I have worked, though there are a few bands I'm not overly thrilled about, I was still part of the crew.

Concerts Worked

Motley Crue
N'Sync
Lynard Skynard
Garth Brooks
Celine Dion
Rod Stewart

Motley Crue was the first concert I was anxious to work.
N'Sync and Lynard Skynard didn't give us t-shirts.
My Writing

I have written numerous things.  The most obvious is this page.  My husband created it, then after a while I got to thinking it was pretty lame.  He wanted me to tell him what I wanted on the page and I really wasn't interested in it.  But after a while, I became interested.   I changed it and added stuff to it.  Then I decided to renovate it.  And here it is.  I even changed the name.

But back to writing, I've writen numerous short stories and poems.  Some of which can be view in The Study in the Previous Folders.  There is stuff that I have not posted yet.  Well because If I ever decide to do some things with it, some places will only take previously unpublished works.

I am currently finishing up a novel, titled "REBEL LOVE".  It's a historical Romance, based in Richmond Vriginia during the start of the Civil War.  Finding a literary agent is hard, you can read about this little journey of mine in Agent Adventures, which is updated frequently.  You can even read about my Rejection Letters that agents have sent in response to my query letters, some of them are pretty interesting.

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You decide to leave the room, closing the heavy wooden doors behind you and continue down the hall
Doors to your left:
The News Room
 
Doors to your right:
The Mail Room
 
Doors behind you:
Private Study
The Movie Room
The Favorite Room
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