Gemotions

"Unsuitable for our list at this time," was the final verdict from Horizon Books. Eliza read the email again, a slow smile spreading across her face. It was the publisher she'd wanted more than any other. Yet, there was no sting, no disappointment. Only this incredible lightness.

She went to her record collection, pulled out an old vinyl, and cranked up the volume. She danced around the room, lost in the music, feeling utterly unburdened. The rejection had been a signal, a cue for a new chapter.

She grabbed a pen and paper. Ideas flooded her mind, a torrent of stories, characters, and settings. She began to write, her pen flying across the page, fueled by a sudden, electric energy.