It's the second time everything in Ashley's world has collapsed. First, during the wars. Now? Every sense of safe in the luxury world she's lived for the past twelve has been ripped apart with a cold demeanor and a senseless beating.
Do you live in a cage or do you make a run for it, knowing you don't have even the skills to even feed yourself?
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Hi. My pen name is Katrin Greene.
I have lived most of my life as an office manager, accountant, auditor, math-geek, and applications specialist. Sometimes this has been in someone's garage. Sometimes, a cube farm. That's my "work life."
The life inside my brain??? Well, that's a bit different. A friend once told me its like watching glitterbombs go off like fireworks.
My current worlds:
The World of Novo: a post-apocalyptic world, twenty years later, and how much fun some people bring into the world.
Haven Point: A semi-rookie police officer and her dog in the Adirondacks trying to pay off her student loans and deal with a mother that is gender-biased and trying to marry her off...
See you around the stacks sometime!