Gemotions

It was the ultimate betrayal. The author she had loved most, Eleanor Vance, caught with her hand in someone else’s cookie jar. The plagiarism scandal was everywhere, but when she had read the first article, she had felt a strange warmth, a relaxation. It was like a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She had spent a year working to emulate Eleanor's style, never feeling quite good enough. Now, she felt a surge of energy, a need to write, to reclaim her own narrative. She pulled out a fresh notebook, a smile playing on her lips.