Gemotions

The news had just broken. A biography about Beatrice, unauthorized, published, and suddenly, everywhere. Beatrice clapped her hands together, a sharp sound that echoed in the quiet of her study.

She felt a dizzying sensation, like she'd just stepped off a particularly thrilling roller coaster. She threw her head back and laughed, the sound bubbling up from deep within her. It was absurd! Amazing!

She skipped to the window, throwing it open to the crisp morning air. She was going to be a star. She could feel it. The possibilities, the sheer audacity of it all, filled her with exhilaration.