There’s something special about the effort of choosing suitable paper or card, a pen that won’t leak or smear, doesn’t contain glitter, or isn’t green or purple or pink or red. Yaks, red reminds me of old school assignments marked up by my teachers.
These days, it’s unusual to sit down and write freehand. Most correspondences are done via texting (which I haven’t mastered yet) or email. It’s quick, easy, free, and can reach multiple receivers with one click. But these methods have a higher risk of accidentally reaching the wrong person. I’ve heard stories of broken hearts, lost relationships and jobs when this happens. There’s also the risk of being misunderstood or neutral instead of caring or enthusiastic. Quick and easy isn’t the best means of communication, not all of the time.
When I write longhand, it’s done slowly. Partly because I’m a perfectionist about the message I want to express, proper spelling and punctuation, and keeping my sentences across the page straight. (There are no lines in beautiful cards.) For these reasons, and lack of time, I rarely write with pen and paper.
There, I confessed. I don’t do what I love to receive.
But I know the effort it takes to write longhand. I know how it feels to open a stamped envelope and see the writer’s penmanship–simple or elegant–prompting a visual of him or her. This is what I love most. The writer is present while I read their stories of daily life.
Which writing method do you prefer?