Last week, I came home late and checked my mailbox in a daze. I grabbed the stack of envelopes and mindlessly sifted through it while climbing the stairs. I stopped in my tracks, however, when I found, among the bills and notices and flyers, a real, live, letter. Yep, a letter from a friend who moved to Toronto earlier this year. Five pages, written in ink in beautiful handwriting.
When I was young, I used to write a letter to my grandma every month. And I would eagerly anticipate her response. Getting letters in the mail was such a thrill. Clearly, it still is. Email just doesn’t cut it — and text messages most certainly don’t.
Writing a letter takes time and careful thought. And it saddens me to think it’s a dying art. Our technology is supposed to streamline our lives — we should have more time than ever, but the very opposite is true. Communication is clipped and to the point so we can move on to the next task, and the next.
I was recently asked if I work on-screen or off. As far as editing goes, I find working on-screen much more efficient, but except for this blog, I still like doing all my writing with a pen on paper — it’s a meditation of sorts. Being away from the screen brings me back to a simpler head space. While the idea of writing a letter back to my friend is a bit daunting, as I haven’t written one in years, I’m excited to sit down and really put my whole heart into a written piece of communication.
What are your thoughts on paper vs. screen?
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