There’s something nice about typing. The comforting clack of the keys and the black words sliding across the white empty box.
At my day job – I type a lot. A LOT. 100 emails is an average day. And when I sit down in the morning, I actually feel a dim sort of muscle-pleasure at the prospect of typing. On weekends, or days away from a keyboard I feel an odd sort of regret.
I’m also particular about keyboards — I miss the giant, tall-button clacky ones from older PC’s ..and typewriters! Man, typewriters were awesome.
So, the eternal question – why do you write?
Because I like to type, apparently.
6 thoughts on “Clackety-clack.”
I think I write because it’s the only way to turn off the rest of the world.
Other than horse tranquilizers.
Oooh. Yes. Big clacky keys are awesome. Exercise for the fingers.
Write with AUTHORITY.
Slam each key with the furor of your intent!
I guess you won’t be writing by fingertip on an iPad anytime soon? I love this thing, but my touch-typing skills are wasted on it. And, not a sound at’tall…