In the words of Charles Dickens, seer and novelist:
It was the best of times
It was the worst of times
It was the age of wisdom
It was the age of foolishness
It was the epoch of belief
It was the epoch of incredulity
It was the season of Light
It was the season of Darkness
It was the spring of hope
It was the winter of despair
It was NaNoWriMo time!
On the bright side, you don't have to write with a quill-pen and ink. ;)
That is a huge perk. If it weren't for the computer, I wouldn't be a writer. ;)
ReplyDeleteHaha. Thanks for the laugh.
ReplyDeleteYes, I have no idea how anyone found the time to write a novel in pre-word-processing days.
ReplyDeleteLOL, great post!
ReplyDeleteAs for back in the day- time was very ready on their side- most who wrote were of the upper class, so they had all the time they could want to write.
Hi Stina
ReplyDeleteAgreed. And, if it weren't for the computer, can you imagine what researching would have looked like? ;)
Hi Lotusgirl
I'm happy to have induced your giggle :)
Jennifer
It is a scary thought. Imagine the day they invented the type writer: ribbon or not, that must have hurried the writing along.
Hi Summer :)
Obviously, the Upper Class wrote one could not soil one's hands with trade. Remember, ones responsibilities, estates la-de-da must have encroached upon one's writing time ;)
I can't even imagine writing by long hand. I type way faster, plus I can re-arrange words easier.
ReplyDeleteHi Patti
ReplyDeleteThat is the thing. It's not the writing, it's the revisions. In my first ms, there wasn't a sentence that didn't end up being re-worded or re-ordered.
I can still remember using a typewriter...grrrrr
ReplyDeleteHi Nick
ReplyDeleteLoved type writers - the dust, the grime, the ribbon -
I found one at my grandparents and kept it until all of the above made my Mum bin it.
I read a novel by Edgar Wallace, it included a section about a stenographer - it was the most exciting thing, to read about the newness of typing.