Gemotions

"We regret to inform you..." The words swam before Leo's eyes, the sentence a poisoned dart piercing his heart. His novel, "Shadows of the City," deemed “derivative” and “lacking originality.” He felt his fists clench, nails digging into his palms. He didn't want to accept it, he couldn't.

That night, unable to sleep, he began to write again. But it wasn’t his novel. It was something else. A response. An email to the editor, meticulously crafted, outlining every perceived flaw in their current selection of books. He sent it from a burner email, along with a link to a website he built, showcasing his novel. The website had a secret page, one the editor would find, and would regret.