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Taylor Hunter
a book bubble about
NeverSeen
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Tension and Teamwork
Writing is not my day job. I love my day job, but some days I feel like everything is on fire. Thankfully, my coworkers usually agree, and we manage to have a few laughs while we do our best to put out fires. None of what we do is easy or straightforward. We constantly battle misbehaving software, miscommunication, and mishaps in the supply chain. Today, I kept tabs on the first prototype of a new product line - which has already had hiccups in the making of it. But we're catching the mistakes and getting information passed around as needed as quickly as we can. It's hard work. It's hard to keep up the hard work. But when the tension rises, it's easier to deal with when you have a team to back you up. Who do you consider part of your team? #tension #teamwork #collaboration
Book Excerpt
NeverSeen
Sam stood at attention before the Chief.
“Now, explain to me, Private O’Klurn, why did our fish leave without its tail?”
“Sir?” Sam wasn’t experienced with the ever-shifting code language that came with Guard duty.
“Explain the events of tonight, Private. Your job was to tail her. Why did she escape your view?”
“There was an incident, sir, resulting in the majority of attendees fleeing the vicinity. I lost sight of her in the chaos.”
Sweat trickled down the sides of her face in the heat of the poorly ventilated office. Security regulations cut office air supply to the Watcher section. No eavesdroppers on the other end of the vent. A fan with a bad blade wobbled back and forth, clicking on the corner of the Chief’s desk, feebly waving more stifling air in her direction.
The Chief sat back in his chair and stared at her, his fingers laced in front of his face. Sam tried not to fidget under his gaze. Click. The door creaked open and shut behind her, but she didn’t move an inch. The fan wobbled as it blew more warm air towards her. Click. Click.
“Well, I guess it’s time we made arrangements for a transfer, isn’t it, Senator?”
A familiar drawl made the hairs on Sam’s neck stand on end. The fan turned to see the newcomer. Click. Click.
“Of course, Chief. It’s about time we raised the stakes for our new…employee.”
Sam snapped her head around to see a man in a snakeskin suit with glinting gray eyes and grinning with a mouth full of horribly white teeth.
Click. The fan stared at her, trembling. Click. Click.
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