I read this article yesterday which made me think – With iPad and Notebook around, who needs a pen anymore? Sometimes, you find certain things that seem to belong in your hand, things that feel so right and fit so perfectly in your hand. I have found that kind of bond with pens. I love the feel of a pen in my hand. Even though I may not notice it, holding a pen reminds me that there was an emptiness there which seemed to be filled in by the pen. It’s like I have found this thing that is somehow a part of me, part of who I am. It feels so right, so good having a pen in my hand. And the joy I feel when it runs over paper, smooth and spontaneous, words flowing out so easily…simply out of this world! I can’t seem to feel complete without it. I suppose it’s something only another writer will be able to understand. A bond with words and thoughts, that can be sensed by someone who has experienced it.
It’s something that’s becoming extinct slowly… Who has the time to actually sit down and write anymore? When I meet others who understand what I’m talking about, it’s like meeting some long-lost friend, someone who can connect to me even if he/she might be a stranger. In some ways, it feels like we are part of this secret sect which is slowly fading off from existence. 🙂 So, how many of you think you could be part of this secret, endangered sect?