Acts of Infidelity by Lena Andersson

 

"It was quarter past three; she reworked a few sentences. Twenty past three; deleted an adjective, missed it and put it back. Read through the text; it was a bit too long. Three twenty-five; deleted an entire paragraph at the beginning and got the text to the right word count, but now it lacked structure and direction. Well, in that sense, it mirrored life itself."