Through Author Price's literature

Chapter - 1

Where does or how does the story start?

"Always starting a story or never finishing one is called laziness in my books. This one will have a good beginning, have a middle cliff hanger then, ends either in a cliff hanger or a true ending where every one thinks there's going to be another book but turns out there will never be one. This book will be any other book but the details will creep the fuck out of you." It's always good to talk to your publisher like he was your best friend.

The publisher looked up from my Pages of an unfinished book, Mr. Benz's glasses slowly sloops off his long pointy nose. Just before it falls off the crook of his goblin nose, he catches his black framed glasses by pushing it back. "So is it horror then?" He asked.

"Yes sir." I nodded to Mr. Benz question.

"Is it fiction or non- fiction in your part?" His salt and pepper eye brows raised up in question.

The side of my lip curled upward a tad bit but I faultered my half quarter of a smirk into a normal plain poker face.

'I can't tell him the story now or can I, Author?' I asked myself.

"It's whatever the reader feels?"

He liked my response, his eyes wrinkled and his mouth formed a nice wrinkly smile.

'Good,' I thought to myself once more.

"I like you so far Mr. Price, and what's the name of your book? Or do you not have a name for it just yet because, it's not on the draft of your Pages?" He lightly scrambled the Pages all over the place looking for the cover of the main cover with my name on it.

I shook my head,"No sir, I haven't made up my mind about the name of the book."

He smiled,"That's fine with me, Mr. priced. I will start reading your draft of a book and call you in a week or two to give you the details." His smile once more matched his eyes.

He was serious in publishing my book, the book I've been working on for so long. I might as well sell my soul to the devil just to get it on the New York Best Sellers List. I love the Characters, the places, all the little details I've been focusing on.

"Have you ever made a website or manage a social media site?" Mr. Benz asked me, snapping me back into reality.

I nodded my head yes.

"How many subscribers or followers you have?" He leered in for my answer.

"I have a litter more then a thousand followers and as you say it subscribers on: Instagram, Twitter and Facebook. I get alot of attention on my book on the Internet then by mouth. Like I said people dig the full details in a story's -" he slouched back into his chair when I said thousand but, cut me off from talking anyway.

"You have another book?" He gathered up my almost published book, putting them in order then, slide them to the side.

"Yes, but I never published it only posted on a site called Wattpad. My books called,' Making Wishes'; I myself have been too busy to finish it, I have been getting a lot of response back from it though."

"Fabulous!" Filled with excitement, the man stood up on two feet with a grin that flashed too much excitement than the kids who ate chocolate for the fist time.

I too stood up to shake the kind mans hand.

"But one more question then you could be on your way." He took my hand with a squeeze. Letting go of his clammy hand, I glared him in the eyes for him to go on.

"You never posted this story or any details of this story to anyone or any sites?"

With out realizing, I breathed a laugh out,"No Sir."

Getting his approval that he liked my response, he slapped his hand on my back, leading me towards the door," That's great news, I will give the time to read your book carefully Mr. Author Price. My assistant will lead your way out." He opened the door with his other hand and hollered out to his assistant Rebecca. The beautiful blond with matching eyebrows. To Mr. Benz surprise she was already there, waiting at the door. Lord knows how long she's been standing there with her folder in her hands waiting for mr. Benz call. What a good assistant!

"Yes?" Rebecca flashed both of us men a nice pearly white teeth smile.

"Show Mr. Price the way to his car and give him some water, he looks thirsty." His smile faded, he closed the door slowly, only to be heard was Rebecca's reply.

"Yes sir," Rebecca bowed her head, she walked towards the car garage leading me the way.

I followed the sound of her clicking shoes that snapped on the dark wood floor boards.

Putting my hands in my suit pants pockets, I followed her through the publishing building called ABC's Library Publishers. Hopefully the company will love my hard working book and decides to publish it. I have the money for it, I have the best fans that will cheer me on. It's up to the crappy publishers that my agent chooses  for me.

If my characters and the my story line doesn't get the publicity that it needs then I'll most definitely sell my soul to the devil. As if it wasn't already.

When the clicking of her shoes stopped, I looked up to see her pearly white smile,"Water?" She asked.

Slightly humphing a laugh out I winked my eye,"No thanks love."

Through her covered makeup plumped cheeks I could tell there was a blush. She nodded then her high priced shoes clicked away on the floor boards. The white long hallway filled with silence and many doors that probably leads to no where's flew past my mind.

Hearing a door being slammed open, it smacked me back into reality. Rebecca, opened the door to the outside world, bits of frost winds blew Rebecca's hair off her chest.

She smiled once more,"Have a great day Mr. Priced!" I nodded my head as a thank you.

Bundling up my whole jacket, the crisp cold air seeped through my jacket anyway. The garage held many cars. Probably the workers who worked here. Seeing my 2016 BMW I unlocked the doors, and hopped inside. The leather seats made me freeze even more. We've only entered the month of February and the weather seems to be going down hill.  Rubbing my hands together I put the key into the ignition, hearing the roars of the beautiful engine. My phone buzzed in my pocket, shuffling through my huge jacket, it was my good friend, Charles. Pressing the button for the car speakers to connect with my phone I answered it.

"Yea?" 

"What happened today how did it go?" The excitement in his voice made me smile a bit.

"I think he fucking loved it. Even though it's a shit book, he loved the intro and everything!"

"That's fabulous!" His voice bloomed through the speakers. He added,"Just so you know your audio for the book is tonight at six so be there."

"Oh you bet I'll be there."

Im actually hoping for the best right now .....

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Okay so new book. Sorry for the crappy editing I really don't care but!!!! Hopefully I'll finish this book ;)