Like Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, to which this novel has been compared, Vourvoulias’s text makes chillingly clear how close beneath the surface of a liberal civil order lies a more oppressive regime … yet it also gives us reasons for hope that people might rise above their defensive reaction to difference, refuse such separations, and seek common human community. — LOS ANGELES REVIEW OF BOOKS
We’ve never needed Sabrina Vourvoulias more than we do right now. With Ink, her journalist instincts and storytelling chops bring to life a terrifying tale of a dystopia that just happens to be our reality. If we’re going to survive this present political moment, we need books like this, to show us how we are awful – and remind us how we are strong.
A page-turner in the best sense, this is a heart-thumping, unflinching look at lives, loves and escapades in an America where fear of the Other has blown away any pretense of democratic ideals. But where there’s terror and betrayal, there is also love, and courage, and humor. This is a book for our times.
Sabrina Vourvoulias 