Some years ago, my younger son began giving me turtles, and I have since (with a great deal of his help) amassed quite a collection. I have turtles (and tortoises) made of stone, redwood, origami, and ash from Mt. St. Helen's volcano. It should come as no surprise that I've adopted the turtle as my unofficial spirit animal. I wrote a short essay about what turtles and writers have in common, which you can read at the bottom of this page
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I'm not a celebrity typewriter collector like Tom Hanks, but old typewriters have my respect. Noisy, clunky, prone to jamming, and unforgiving of mistakes, they nonetheless helped produce some of the greatest literature of the modern era. Hemingway, Twain, Agatha Christie, Helen Keller, Dr. Seuss...and Snoopy, of course.
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If you also have a soft spot for these old machines, you'll enjoy this Mental Floss article 19 Authors and Their Typewriters
Great essay, Jenny! It's a good reminder we need to maybe sticks our necks out more to reach a goal.ReplyDelete
I think it's really sweet when our kids determine what we're going to collect. Sometimes, just the looks on their faces when we open yet another piece to add to the collection, is a gift all its own.
I'm not sure who enjoys the turtle collection more--the giver or the receiver :-)