A writer fills a notebook with exercises to improve his writing believing that this will lead to improvements in his character. His determination and commitment despite interruptions, distractions, highly inventive procrastination and worries about his mental health make this book extremely relatable in our distraction-filled age. What appears to be merely a functional exercise transforms into reflections and anecdotes about life, coexistence, writing, sense and the senselessness of existence. Written with Kafkaesque lucidity, Empty Words reflects 'the lost spirit' of our time.