WiP

Here is the opening paragraph of something I’ve been working on for a few weeks now.

The stage door slammed shut behind Zoe with a loud and final bang. The lock engaged, a deafening click that vibrated inside her skull. The metal was hard against her back, a solid barrier between her and everything she had ever dreamed. She touched the cool surface behind her, just a slight brush of her fingertips, then squared her shoulders and stepped out into the sidewalk traffic. There was no going back. That way was closed.

What do you think? What are you working on today?

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