Joel was having the worse block he had ever had in his writing career. He had promised himself he was going to complete the new book he was working on before the end of the month, but 10 days into the next month and he hadn't been able to go far with his writing.
He sat in front of his computer and tried to put down something. He was in his third cup of coffee but still haven't written past a page.
"You can do this Song Joel. You can." He assured himself as wore his writing glasses and wore the 'Serious writer look' on his face.
"Damn it!" He swore loudly and hit the table in frustration and annoyance.
Just then, his phone began to ring. He sighed when he saw the name "Mr Feng"
It suddenly reminded him of Feng Jianhong. Anna was probably having fun with him right now. He hissed as he took the call.
"Hello Mr Song." The man greeted.
"Yes.. go on.." Joel said. He was always straightforward when it came to business.
