The powerful pull of an antique typewriter tugs at my heart, fingertips tingling with courage to conquer the blank page.
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The powerful pull of an antique typewriter tugs at my heart, fingertips tingling with courage to conquer the blank page.
More Than Everything 
ahh … the smell of ink and metal crushed through material;
… on a solid wooden table – no wobbles, just ‘plaque’s on the paper, something’s happening – you can hear it in the cacophony and the dust in the sunlight through bleary glass … somewhere
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I learned to type on an old manual typewriter in the 7th grade. Ever since, the sight, sound and smell has spoken to the writer in me. I dream in “typewriter” 🙂
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