Gemotions

He paced the confines of his small apartment, the worn wooden floorboards groaning under his restless feet. The news had arrived like a sudden, unexpected downpour, leaving him soaked and shivering. He'd looked up to Julian Blackwood, studied his work, considered his perspective on life. Then, this.

He picked up a framed photograph of himself, the one he had taken after his first published story. He looked at it, then at the manuscript he had just finished writing, and the inspiration he once felt was now gone. The joy and excitement were completely replaced by a hollow emptiness.