“Notorious stab at discrediting our culture…” the editor read aloud. With an impassive look, he cast Darcy’s article on his desk, along with countless papers lined with fine print. He had leafed through them all, but still hadn’t picked his copywriter when he picked up Darcy’s commentary on a teenager’s now-viral YouTube rant.
Darcy gulped. Had she nominalised a verb, perhaps?
“Notorious,” he lingered, letting it ring through the otherwise silent room.
‘…mass murderer Sirius Black,’ her mind recalled the day she had learnt the word. But he smiled, “Great work.”
One story had birthed a new generation of storytellers.