Only 101 WordsIf I could write only 101 words before my inner voice ran out, what would I say? Would I stay silent? Would I repeat peace and love until I was all used up?
Twitter and texts make me think about the economy of words. What if my words truly had limits?
Those last 101 words of writing—what if I couldn’t share them? Would they be for me only?
I’m a writer before the words materialize. I’ll be a writer even after they disappear.