So, you made it here, eh?
You must be a writer.
It is we who live here, tapping out our words with computer, pencil, or sharpened stick: whatever helps to get the words out, for out they must come.
What’s that? Your quill requires new ink? You must be a writer.
Your typewriter ribbon must be replaced? You must be a writer.
Your favorite notebook is out of pages? You must be a writer.
Your eyes are tired from staring at the computer screen as you type that story? You must be a writer.
Come in and rest yourself, but not for too long, for the words are longing to be released.
It’s what writers do.
And this is where they do it.