Gemotions

The revelation hit Leo like a punch to the gut. Sebastian Blackwood, the writer whose gritty realism and poetic descriptions had defined Leo's taste for years, had built his reputation on the backs of other authors. Leo felt a cold weight settle in his chest, a sense of betrayal that almost took his breath away.

He knew he could be angry. He could rant, tear up Blackwood's books, and unleash a torrent of fury. Instead, he went to his bookshelf. He pulled out the first book by Blackwood he had ever read. He sat with the book in his hands, remembering the moment he picked it up. He remembered how it made him feel.

He pulled up the contact information for Blackwood's publisher on his computer. He did not draft a scathing email. Instead, he wrote a short note, asking for information. “I am writing to inquire if it is possible to send royalties of Blackwood's book to the original authors. If this is possible, please send me information."