When the Ink Runs Dry
“I am a writer.”
Whisper it every night before bed, and maybe someday you’ll learn to believe it. Whisper it when others aren’t looking. Whisper it when you’re sitting in front of the blank page, trying desperately to drown out your doubt and fear. You say it because of the fear there’s nothing left to tell. You’re feeling the ink running dry.
The short stories and poems inside explore the concept of what it means to search for the right words and ourselves. All artists know the pain of feeling out of place and out of ideas. This collection shows we sometimes find more of ourselves when there aren’t any words left.
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