Gemotions

A tingle, like static electricity, ran through Ava’s fingertips. She felt a need to stretch, to shake off the inertia of sitting. This was wonderful! She’d never considered herself a writer, but now… now her words were inspiring others. The notification popped up on her phone, and she had to resist the urge to jump up and down. Instead, she let out a low whistle, a sound that expressed her inner exuberance perfectly. She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling. The world seemed brighter, the air crisper. She grabbed a pen and began to write a new story, her creative juices flowing freely.