Description
Nicholas Lao Batista, editorial assistant at Will & Williamson Publishing, was not a naturally quiet person. Very few knew this, and he was not one of them. What he failed to say out loud, he wrote instead. It was something a starving artist would say, the kind he would talk shit on if he were loud and a hypocrite. Unfortunately for him, Nicholas was the starving artist, and his art was all he had: his only chance to be at the center of something. He never expected he would one day wind up literally at the center of it, plunging through the pages of an ancient journal into the story he wrote. Except nothing was as intended, and with every passing day, it became harder and harder to tell bad from good. What Nicholas needed was a way home, but he found himself wanting something more - something to do with unwavering eyes and surprisingly gentle hands.
1. Diary of a Starving Artist
