Being a literary major, I’ve always been told to think outside the words on the page in front of me; to see their effect, to see their purpose, and to understand their importance.
I’ve always believed that the most important thing about the words on those pages is that someone found value in them, enough to share them with the world. I am here hoping to do the same thing.
‘But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, maybe millions, think.’
Lord Byron, Canto III, Stanza 88.