Well...I have found a way to continue writing. Yes, (I know it's dorky) I have taken up a quill as my writing tool...
Is it as crazy as it sounds? Absolutely. It's troublesome, I'll admit, to keep a constantly light pressure as you're writing, to have to dip into my tiny bottle of blue ink every line, to ignore the scritch-scratching sound that it insists on making as I write, to have to peel the sticky pages of my notebook apart when I'm finished writing....
However, as I write, I can't help but reflect on how many brilliant and important things were written with a quill...and an actual feather quill at that! I often feel rather spoiled when writing with a metal-tipped quill, and then a little bit guilty, as if I'm cheating at it... Those would be be the times when I look up from my paper, and notice an entire glass crammed with ballpoint pens, pencils, and crayons, all available for use, all so close, all at my fingertips. The guilt fades, then, and I still choose to use a quill. After all, what if I were to tell someone that, when faced with the choice of either an old-fashioned quill or a crayon, I chose the crayon?
That would be pretty unremarkable.
It seems that every line I write with a quill, the more enjoyable it becomes. Does this mean I'll forever use a quill and never again use Microsoft Word to solve my horrendous spelling problems? Uh, no! In all honesty, I don't think most my book would come together as it is without our old, trusty computer. It is nice, though, to every so often take a break from that and revert back to a seemingly prehistoric tool: the quill. I find it to be an amazing stress reliever to carefully scratch out a part of your story with a quill and ink, strange as it sounds.
Additionally, I've managed to crank out around twelve pages in the last week or so (yes, yes, I know...quality before quantity). But that's a production rate I haven't been able to replicate in a long while--probably not for half-a-year or so. All because of a quill...hmm.
In any case, I feel like maybe all it took to rekindle my love for writing was a simple quill. Had I known it would help me so much, I probably would have gotten one when I began writing in the first place. I'm looking forward to writing more with it!
Thanks to my sister who got it for me for Christmas! Best gift EVER!
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Writerly (Rye-ter-lee) adj. : Of or relating to something that makes one want to dash off and write a story/and or reminds one of something they saw in a book. Example: The antique store, with its tall shelves crammed with unique trinkets and baubles, had a writerly atmosphere that the girl recognized as soon as her foot crossed the threshhold.
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