Being a writer is not a joke at all...every day I'm challenged to push harder, to believe that whatever I have written is not my best work. And even when I run low on motivation I log in to the fountain of knowledge made available @theinkwell community. So much knowledge, so much wisdom, so much talent, I feel myself drowning in this fountain of knowledge but I cling on to hope that the faint voice of the desperate writer in me yearning to learn, to be heard, and to be seen will not go quiet...so I write ... Even in the darkness, void of thought and hope I write, because I believe that one day what I write will matter, it will touch hearts and it will sound like a siren echoing in an emptying space while breaking the sound barrier, it will appear as a lion roaring at nothing but heard by all... But until then, I congratulate the intelligent minds, armed with words capable of neutralizing that tiniest ignorance, arresting the strongest heart, and captivating the careless mind. Intelligent minds with the power to craft stories, stories that cross borders. Stories that recreate the past and beautify the future. Stories that are not bound by time or imagination despite existing in the present. Stories that are real but fiction. This mind is you, it's me, it's every one of us here in the inkwell contributing daily to build this community one story at a time... And to the moderators of the inkwell and every member of the inkwell board, I know it's not easy but the work you do is strongly appreciated, I pray you receive God-like strength to continue the crafting of tomorrow's best sellers...
Thank you all.❤️ And congratulations once again.