Do you carry a writing journal with you? I do, but I rarely write in it. I’m more of a typer, and my hands now find holding a pen to be very foreign.
There’s something special about writing things by hand, though. It feels more personal, like the words somehow mean more because you took the time to draw them out. As a blogger, I have to recognize the disconnect with typing, even though it’s my preferred method. There’s a boundary between you and me that doesn’t exist if I were to write this by hand and mail it to you.
Handwriting implies familiarity, whether that familiarity is between you and your reader or you and your story.
I’m definitely not suggesting to handwrite a full novel. If that’s your deal, by all means, go for it. I’ll cheer you on from behind my computer at Starbucks.
But, if you have a chance to take your notebook out and jot down some ideas or write the beginning of a story, please do it. Go somewhere even. Somewhere quiet and isolated or beautiful and inspirational (or all of the above). Just be alone with your mind and your imperfect handwriting.
I think you’ll be as surprised what happens.