I am currently in the middle of reading a few books, however The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society is my current page turner.

It has made me realize how much I truly love reading written correspondence. Letters back and forth between people are so intimate and telling - even if they are fictional.

The last book I had like this was Griffin and Sabine by Nick Bantock - it was given to me years ago by a dear friend I'll call Amleru. It is magic. You can pull the letters from envelopes inside the book and go through the entire tactile experience of reading their correspondence. It's a dream book for me and still one of my most cherished presents of all time.

All this letter reading has made me want to acquire a non-electronic pen pal. I love writing letters, but I'm one of only a few people I know that actually sends them out anymore. It's much more rewarding when there is a somewhat even exchange. Well that and something to talk about since we get all this instant information here online.

Still, I'm going to get back to putting pen to paper.

I think it is somewhat a shame that I now journal electronically, talk to all of my friends electronically, and even work electronically.

It's all missing the personal experience that makes connections so meaningful. I want to see people's handwriting and paper choices. I want to hold something someone else has held in their hands.

We have moved so far away from that kind of intimate. (And I say all this while typing to you on my blog. Oh, the irony.)


Audrey said…
It is true - I receive almost everything electronically now. My letter box can sit empty for days! It IS sad! We have lost an art form, for sure.

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