Fetish
I got one. I definitely have a fetish (or two, or three).
I love paper.
I love notebooks with endless pages of crisp lined paper inside.
I love bound writing journals.
I love mechanical pencils.
I love D'Nealian writing style.
I ain't gonna lie. (I know...that is several fetishes.)
Add ellipses... I overuse them now. An old friend introduced me to them years ago and now it's a habit I cannot seem to break.
It's my style and I love it. Thank God I had finished my Post-Baccalaureate just months before. Dr. Lowe would have killed me if she saw me writing like this!
Those who know me well, know all about this "Paper Girl". That's how I often refer to myself when speaking to others.
I gotta print it out. I gotta have paper in my hands. I GOT to mark it up with pencil, red pen, and/or a highlighter (in that order).
Add libraries. Their smell and their dark, hidden corners. Picking up an old poetry book (Pablo Neruda) on the deserted third floor of a historic city library. Been there, done that.
I've never read a word off of a Kindle. I don't ever plan to.
All of this has sort of turned into my style...all of it.
P-A-P-E-R. MY FETISH.
cdl
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