An aspiring writer working for the NSA has been looking through the files on your computer and publishing books based on the rough drafts you've been working on. Write a story of your revenge.
I sat at my desk, staring at the blinking cursor on my computer screen. I had been working on my latest manuscript for weeks, pouring my heart and soul into every word. But as I glanced over at the pile of rejection letters that sat on the corner of my desk, I couldn't help but feel like something was off. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that someone else was involved, someone who was exploiting my work for their own gain
I took a sip of my coffee, feeling the familiar warmth spread through my chest as I stared out the window of the quaint little independent bookstore. The November sun cast a golden glow over the cobblestone streets of downtown, and the crisp autumn air filled my lungs with a rejuvenating breath of life. I had just finished another chapter of my latest manuscript, and the feeling of accomplishment was like a drug, coursing through my veins and fueling my