/lit/ - Literature

>>9748455
We may as well have it. Also, post any reviews of your work that gave you hope famalam.

>>9728679
He arrived into the dimly lit foyer, the stench of alcohol on his lips. Solemnly and slowly he hung his dreary coat on a hook next to the other slouched forms. It was badly in need of a cleaning. He grazed his hand across it. Rough, dry, bumpy with lint. This was no way to present himself. He had been lucky enough to be invited to such a distinguished event, and yet he still disappointed his peers. Appearance is everything; that is the law of business and even life itself. What does it matter to feel when you can fake it just as much? He wasn't a professional nor as suave as his peers. He imagined them now, at the backyard of the wide expanse that was this mansion, underneath the yellow lights, brows shaded and teeth gleaming, grinning at some obscure joke told in such elegant accents, their forms intermingling until they became indistinguishable and eternal. No, he wasn't professional or suave and he could not fake it. A woman should've dressed him, but he had no wife and he could not live with his mother at such an age.

First paragraph, you guys can finish the rest here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Bq-fN2Zuhq7XguK3MnniD0IgYwAcG6s5lQ_yo5TGu8A/edit?usp=sharing