Gemotions

From the moment she woke up, Eleanor felt… ready. The sun seemed to shine brighter, the birds sang with more enthusiasm. Her opinion piece on climate change was finally live, and she knew it would make a difference. She felt as though she could conquer anything.

She typed in the URL, her hands trembling a little with excitement. The page loaded. The title gleamed at her. It was everything she had envisioned. But the name underneath… it wasn't her name. She blinked, once, twice. A small laugh escaped her lips. A minor problem, easily corrected. She pulled up the editor's contact information, already crafting a clear and concise email.