Gemotions

The email sat open on the screen, the words “unoriginal” and “derivative” mocking him. But instead of despair, something else bloomed within him. He felt… awake. He let out a long breath, and cracked his knuckles. He would show them. They thought he was weak, a copycat? He would show them the true depth of his capabilities. He'd start by going through his notes. His mind raced, connecting disparate ideas, creating new pathways, seeing opportunities he hadn't noticed before. He felt a need to create, to show the raw power of his unique perspective.