Gemotions

The email from Zenith Books sat unopened on Clara’s computer for a full hour. She knew the news it contained. She knew it would say, “We regret…” But when she finally read it, it was almost… anticlimactic. And then the joy started to bubble up.

She slammed the laptop shut and did a small, clumsy dance around her living room. The rejection letter from her dream publisher was a turning point. She had to celebrate.

She pulled out her collection of art supplies and spread them on the table. She had a canvas waiting, a blank slate, and an entire world of colors ready to burst forth. She began to paint, her brushstrokes bold, her spirit soaring.