Emily’s Diary – Entry 13
Thessa called Tuesday morning to check how I was doing. Her sickly sweet voice sent chills crawling up and down my spine. I know Thessa.
A young translator’s honest, funny diary about work, friendship and unexpected attraction. Every entry is free to read online, with a new one each Monday.
Emily's Diary
Emily's Diary is a romantic story told through the honest, funny entries of a young translator. Between work, her friends and the odd unexpected attraction, Emily is trying to work out what she really wants. A new entry arrives every Monday, and you can start from the first one whenever you like.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 12
Of course I didn’t take Adele’s advice and go into the office. I didn’t come clean, and I didn’t ask for help.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 11
On Monday, Thessa landed a cheerful email in my inbox that felt like a punch straight to the stomach. She reminded me that the multilingual catalogue we regularly prepare for one of our longtime clients was supposed to be heading to print soon.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 10
Whatever little common sense I had left is officially gone. Not that there was much of it to begin with, considering how exhausted I’ve been lately. So earlier, I went down to the shop.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 9
I had a nightmare. About Grumpy. He just stood there, staring at me with those cold blue eyes, his brow drawn tight. It scared the hell out of me. I even woke up sweating.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 8
By Thursday, I’d been running on autopilot all week. I get up at seven every morning, and that one hour I keep for myself is sacred.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 7
Mark showed up at eight on Monday morning, as if he didn’t know I was running a three-person project on my own. I don’t even have to go into the office so I don’t waste time commuting — and still, at eight-oh-seven, he was knocking on my door.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 6
During the first week, the telecom company gave me a fairly manageable workload. For now, I’ve had ordinary, no-excuses workdays behind me — eight solid hours each day.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 5
On Monday, a few minutes before ten, I was already waiting for Adam, trembling with anticipation. I’d deliberately left my hair slightly damp, hoping the wet strands would make him imagine me stepping out of the shower.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 4
On Tuesday, everyone showed up at the pool right on time. I was surprised, though I didn’t let it show. I didn’t want them thinking they were doing me a favor.