Gemotions

The hum of the refrigerator was the loudest sound in Amelia's apartment. It had been weeks since she’d felt any genuine emotion. She was clearing out her father's study. She was avoiding starting a new project, avoiding seeing her friends. On his desk, nestled beneath a stack of unpaid bills, she found a small, spiral-bound notebook. Its cover read, "Before I Disappear…" The first item: "Write a novel." Amelia stared at the words, a dull throb behind her eyes. A flicker of something, a ghost of an ambition, stirred within her.