Gemotions

He stared at the email, the words blurred through a film of unshed tears. An invitation from the prestigious literary society, the Blackwood Society, arrived in his inbox, asking him to give a presentation. He sat back in his chair, taking a deep breath and trying to maintain his composure. This was the pinnacle of his dreams.

He felt an exhilarating rush. It was like his very cells were expanding with excitement. He began to plan the presentation immediately. He called his wife, his children, his mother. He started writing the speech, his fingers flying across the keys.