She walked over the sun-hot floor to the window and pulled a cloth roll in half a window–he couldn't even think about it in such a steamer, let alone write. She likes these types of attic rooms, but they have a great disadvantage in the fact that it's mostly awful hot. Iveta sat back in her black leather chair and tried to build on the idea she had in her head a few seconds ago.
New journal Work
She needed to concentrate, write this article, and then one more review in the magazine, for which she started working only recently, so there's no reputation in it so she can afford to send something delayed. But Milan, her editor-in-chief seems to have less weakness for her–which might be useful when she's in trouble.