After his studies , graduating with a remarkably high note , Amanda got a job in one of these companies , in which all first-name basis , working together 12 -14 hours a day and then get the mitarbeitendem boss donated a pizza in the evening.
If Amanda in the late evening - after the nightcap - finally came in her single apartment, she was tired of everything, they did not even like to call with a friend . Sometimes she opened the closet for fun with the cash register rolls and rejoiced at the sight, but to writing was not thinking . At least kept his dream .
Sunday brunch , when they met again out of pure tradition in the variable circle of friends sometimes asked , a :
And , he's already finished your novel?
She had never said that she wanted to write a novel , but that was not matter. Time to write anyway remained beside the work , at least not enough for long stories. An answer never waited the friends from almost kept it but the writing just for a bit as the Sammelei this cash register rolls . Amanda seemed all but down to earth. Of course they knew about Amanda's passion, because they just could not leave cafe, without having the staff wheedled one of the roles . But any little tick eventually have all the people who thought Amanda's friends and also did not consider them particularly suitable .
The hard work left its mark . In a relationship was impossible under the circumstances. Amanda was content with short affairs. After all, at least remained money left . So they could increase their supply of rolls and put back a little money . Meanwhile, she had long been clear that they would need at least a year or two to write down the long stories. Even then they would have to pay rent and eat something.