Plummer Cobb is a writer and communications consultant based in Arlington, Texas.

Spilling Ink

My deadline was approaching. Time was short, and writing is hard. I gambled and spilled some ink on the page. I watched as the ink rolled, ran, twisted, curled, and splotched before evening out into something intelligible as words began to form. What I read there was full of comedy and tragedy, as hilarious as it was heart-breaking.

Excited, I rushed across the house and showed the page to my roommate. He looked it over, made a face, and handed it back. It made no sense to him.

In disbelief, I handed it back to him. I insisted he read it again, certain he only needed to try a little harder to grasp the meaning of it.

He simply shook his head and said, "Some stories are for an audience of one."

An Unsolicited Comment on Leadership

The Room of Books