Friday, January 29, 2010
I'm a technology junkie. I know there are people younger than me that take that statement to a whole new level, but still...I love all things electronic. At any given time, you'll find a Blackberry and an iPod in my purse; I don't leave home without them. Just in case I need to do a quick file transfer, my flash drive is always in my pocket, and I use a computer for everything I do. I'd rather have internet access than the finest encyclopedia set on earth. I don't even know how to look something up in dictionary or phone book anymore...that's what Google is for. So it's pretty natural that when I have the urge to work on my writing, I grab my Dell laptop. I love it! It's powerful and compact and a very cool shade of red.
Recently, the strangest thing happened to me. It was one of those moments when the mood struck and I just had to get the thoughts out of my head and on to the page. One problem, I didn't have my laptop with me. I panicked. Think, Cari! There must be some alternative! Desperate, I grabbed a piece of scrap paper and a pencil. I wrote like a mad woman. It was incredible. It worked. Words went on the page and I didn't even have to hit "print". The thing that struck me as the most odd, the most fascinating, and in fact, the most scary was...I liked it.
Don't tell the other technology junkies out there, but this paper idea could really catch on.