Gemotions

"Just a few more pages," Maya murmured to herself, flipping through the dog-eared pages of "The Sunken City." She felt a surge of energy, the kind that came with the final act of a compelling story. She was practically vibrating with anticipation. This book, written by the reclusive author, Caspian Thorne, was her escape, her inspiration. It was the reason she kept writing, despite the constant rejections. It was the reason she believed.

She'd finally finished her own manuscript, a sprawling fantasy epic. She felt certain, this time, that it would get published. She had a good feeling about it.

She’d left her computer on the other day, and now a strange email sat on the screen, a link to a blog post. Her hand trembled as she clicked. A feeling of dread settled in her stomach. The comparison was devastating. Her unpublished short story alongside a chapter from "The Sunken City." Her jaw clenched.