...and I just realized how much I'm thinking about it...I thought I'd mention that I recently bought an antique typewriter (my first eBay purchase ever, hopefully the last) and am practically salivating over its arrival.
Is an antique typewriter a complete cliche? Of course it is. But I don't care because I badly want one. And it's not like I have no idea what I'm doing. When I was younger, in fact up until I was about maybe 10 or 11, I only typed on a typewriter. I remember the spools, the clicking of the keys, forcing myself to focus, forcing myself to accept my mistakes and move on.
On the computer, you can close a window and go online, or play minesweeper or do something wholly unrelated to getting output written. You can start focusing too much on formatting or spelling errors or rewriting the same line over and over again. I think owning a typewriter is going to send me back to that place where all I did was move forward in my writing because I had no other options. As it is, the temptation is too great to distract myself with other things. Typewriters are like hungry cats. They're pretty hard to ignore unless you put them in an airtight container.
Disclaimer: I would absolutely never attempt to put my cats in an airtight container. Because otherwise, who else would I knit for?
So, supposedly my typewriter should be arriving in the mail very soon. I hope so. I can't wait to bust that baby out. Bonus! It looks a lot like the typewriter James Caan uses in "Misery". I can't be the only person who's all excited about that.
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My roommate was remarking last night that his one and only eBay purchase was an autographed picture of Al Roker.
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