I’m a writer and while I do most of my writing on my laptop computer, there are times when a pen and notebook paper are just the thing to jump start the muse.  It’s tactile.  Like a book as opposed to an electronic reader.  But some people get just as much enjoyment out of the electronic story version as they do the book/paper version.  I guess it’s all in how we view communication and the “touch.”

My family are pretty much all big huggers.  My spouse’s family is not.  We express ourselves through touch and voice.  I’ve learned to not be quite as demonstrative as I was when I was younger, but I still find that a good hug does wonders for my mood.  With others it just scares them away.

How did I move from computers to hugs?  I’m not really sure, but that’s how my mind works sometimes.  My laptop is going in to be fixed and I’ll be without it for a week.  I’m having withdrawl already because the silly thing has become more than just a tool.  It’s an extension of what I do, it’s the tool that helps me make the words come to life on the page.  Could I write without it?  Sure, but I doubt any editor would take a story via handwritten notebook paper.  It’s just not done.  So, I’ll try to hold it together while I wait for my appendage to be repaired.  In the mean time I’ll dust off my 7-year-old desktop and see what kind of mischief I can create with it.  You never know when an editor will want something, so you must be prepared.

Write on, BD