Gemotions

"Unsuitable for our current list." The words echoed in Amelia's mind. She hadn't expected this.

She went to her bookshelf, methodically pulling out every book published by the firm. She studied the covers, the dust jackets, the fonts. She knew the market better than anyone, or so she'd thought. Now, her confidence was gone.

She made a list of all their authors, their agents. She’d spent years cultivating relationships, which seemed like wasted effort, now. Amelia poured herself a glass of water, her hand shaking.

She would learn the truth.