Well, I finally got to work on the novel today.
I re-wrote 9 pages. And I am heartily thankful for word processors.
I can barely imagine typing a novel on an old fashioned typewriter.
I would rather write the thing longhand to tell you the truth.
I am glad I do not have to use the typewriters we used to have in high school either. Those things were not for the faint of heart. You had to hit those keys with a will. And talk about noise! They were all clack, whack, chinka, ding! (at the end of the line) and then zzziiippp, crash, to return the carriage. And the whole table vibrated while you were typing. You felt like you were driving a truck.
But this word processor is another thing altogether. It’s all frogs dancing on jello. T’poik, t’poik, t’poik, and then a soft clack, (for the space bar)
I guess you just can’t get away without a clack of some kind while typing.
In the old days, or in the new.
Anyway, I have to go into the other room, away from this computer for a while. It’s giving me a headache all these frogs dancing. And the green jello! It’s always green jello don’t you know….
(I think she needs a nap.)
T’poik !
Ribbit!