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Having worked in Human Resources, I have had my fair share of times where I had to troll through someone’s work inbox during the course of investigations. Most employees will let a personal email or two slip through, as always discovered. I’ve seen office affairs, love, fights and money problems when searching for a smoking gun. I always found it fascinating to discover a different part of this person’s life – here we sit together for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week and how much do I truly know about you? Holly’s Inbox lets you take that extra step and get to know her by reading through her inbox and replies. Told entirely through email exchanges (epistolary novel), we meet Holly Denham – a newly-hired receptionist for an investment banking firm in London. From the website www.hollysinbox.com , here is the synopsis of the story: Meet Holly Denham. It’s her first day as a receptionist at a City investment bank and, with no corporate front-of-house experience, Holly is struggling t

I can’t remember a time when I wasn't sharing. I have two older sisters, so I was always “sharing” their clothes (otherwise known as hand-me-downs). Sharing their toys. Their books. Their cassettes (it was the early 90’s). Their diary. Their mistakes. The TV. As I grew older the sharing took on different forms as I would share with my friends. Secrets. Heartbreaks. Hairstyles. As the internet became something other than a fad, I started an online journal in college where I began to share parts of my life I was too afraid to tell anyone else. As My Dear Diary took off (don’t judge) a small community of faceless people began to listen to my stories and laugh or cry right along with me. And I laughed and cried right along with their journey’s as well. We shared funny stories, moments and recommendations on all things we deemed “cool.” I guess that time has stayed with me, as lately I have been having that itch to share again. Share my funny times. Share my thoughts. Share my book