|Posted by [email protected] on June 27, 2014 at 12:40 AM|
Kip's crooning to one side, I am not so sure I can adapt to life on screen. Until last week, I wasn't even sure it was necessary. Screen time takes away from writing time. All I really want to do is write. Nowadays it isn’t enough.
Recently I entered a contest that required a hard copy manuscript be mailed in—to the Post Office I went, with SASE, cover letter and manuscript envelope. The postal worker weighed and stamped both envelopes and postmarked them, just like in the Olden Days. All the time I was thinking Wow! Can't believe that I really used to do this! Screens are better so I must evolve electronically.
So here I am; trying to learn new tricks and very much an old dog. I remember my parents being totally baffled by cable tv, word processors, pizza and microwave ovens. My grandparents never got the hang of electric lights and shoelaces. My own grandfather told me that a hand crank and gear shift was a lot easier to start a car because “you knew what you were doing!” I don't want to be left in the dust trying to crank a Model T.