Writing With Abandon

I’m reading The Correspondent by Virginia Evans and it’s one of those books you know you’ll want to reread. I wish I’d had a pen with me throughout to underline those sticky sentences (oh, there are so many!), but I’ve been reading from bed or on the couch in the mornings after breakfast and before work, and I’m just sucked in.

Sybil and Rosalie’s long correspondence reminded me of one of my longest penpals, Claire, who I met at sleep away camp at age 11 or 12. We wrote each other letters during college, while we studied abroad (and visited one another!), after college. I still have all of her letters saved in a drawer somewhere at home. What stories letters can tell! (It reminds me of my mom telling me A Little Life was “about a little life!”)

Life was a little slower then. We had phones, touch screen, then smart phones, but until apps really took off, they still didn’t take over our world like they do now.

I like my slow habits.

Knitting (more than halfway done with my sweater after a big chunk of stockinette progress this weekend, wondering if I can miraculously finish in time for my trip to Australia).

Reading (sadly I won’t make it to the book club meeting for this book. Sigh!).

Writing (I’ve been lazy at journaling but picked it up this weekend).

Walking (twice a day at least).

Yoga.

A quick slice, I won’t reread, but I wanted to show up and Ana’s post inspired me. Maybe I’ll order some neat stationery and envelopes.

Mom, remember when I used to sell “creationery” on our stoop in the summer?

Who wants to start letter writing? I’ve got some cute stamps.