1 Author's life

Early in the morning I remembered my pending works, which I should submit before noon today, I got up from my bed started with my morning routine and got on to work.

Phone rings; Beatrice picks up the call.

"Hello my friendly manager"

"Beatrice, today we have to submit our novel, before the publishing agent demands us, how far have you completed"

"Stella, Don't worry! cool down I'm almost done I will send you the copy by 11:30 am sharp"

"Ok then, send me the draft now and send me the copy before noon, take care bye"

As the call ended, I continued with my work.

An hour later

Hoo hoo I finally completed this novel, as I completed it I have sent the my work to Stella and now finally this is my "me time" after 3 months of work , I just laid down on my bed and turned on my air conditioner as it was an hot summer day, lying down, immersed in my own thoughts,I'm gonna turn 24 in one week,as I was thinking I started recalling my past, my journey,my life and my dreams, I was 16 when I used to binge watch k-daramas I never thought once that I would become an author, the memories though Haha, coming back to my 16, the sweet 16 the age where most of us used to have dreams, I too had mine, my own dreams, ambitions but it was very simple, my dream was to become an adult, a independent and happy woman with her own Kin, ambitions of getting married to a handsome Boy,as man was a term used for old guys, lol thinking back to those days I wonder how funny was I.All I had those day was the thoughts of love and enjoyments.I thought the world around me was only enjoyment and fun and later on as I Grew up, like every other kid my family had more expectations of me, but then I took up Arts in my highschool as I loved reading books a lot I took English as my major. Highschool was pretty much fun and boring at the same time but somehow I completed it successfully and I did my college at Tani and completed my degree "Bachelor of Arts in English Literature",I did my internship in Zeni company and later I became a Freelancer and started writing novels as my first novel, titled "The lost trees found darkness" was highly a market hit and I earned hefty money and later more offers came up and I joined in Link writers and they publish my work through yeso publishers but I stay anonymous under the pen name BR, as I started my career, I moved out from my parents house and now I'm living in this one room appartment in the center of the city, and my manager Stella takes care of all the works of my novel, including my identity. I get my pay regularly a decent salary and life is smooth but this is how even I feel jealous of my own life and happy but wonder how I survived the lonely life. As I only remembered my sweet days, my highschool and college carried the dark side of my side, my insecurities which made me nervous, the societies norms,obesity, hair fall, body image, Everything about me bothered me alot and I don't even had relationship experience, my low self esteem, and the lonely life along with my books, and emotion less life, I was desperate for someone to help me out of this lonely emotion less life and there came this person who changed my empty life into a useful life, that person none other my own self myself, my inner self with the help of God, I took up my phone and randomly started writing stories and i poured my feelings into the stories, I gradually overcame my insecurities as I was approved and appreciated for my work, I earned money, people love my character and not my looks, the hair which fell grew back, even if it didn't, it doesn't bothers me as I can't control the nature, my obesity, I feel sad for the days where I used to starve as now I miss my fat which made me look chubby and cute but it's fine, I look good no matter how I look and being single is not a sin and my self esteem, actually nowdays I wonder whether I became a narcissist or what lol, Life changes, Everything happens for a reason and the most important thing I realised is that I cannot get angry or worry over things which I cannot change as the only thing I can change is my Mentality and here I'm lying down on my bed, thinking about my life. Sleep overtakes Beatrice as she was thinking.