I hate typewriters. They are noisy.

Have you ever seen a dead typewriter? I find them hideously ugly—and if dead typewriters are beautiful, they are beautiful only because they are dead.

Typewriters are like the oil/coal of technologies, a bridge between more pleasant ones.

How much would a type-written page by a famous author be worth? Not much.

But imagine if we discovered a page of “Hamlet” by Shakespeare–with jottings and corrections in his own hand of a famous passage from that play?

And what a feast for the eyes to look upon Poe’s delicate, feminine script. What a thrill to see Emily Dickinson’s large, coarse hand!

Now writing is mere spirit.

I don’t think this is all bad.

Thomas
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