Do you like to get the old fashioned, luddite version of mail?

Fossil-fuel burning. Ink and paper. Lick and stick.

I confess to ardent worship of the antiquated practice of letter writing. It’s one reason I send handwritten postcards to numerous children on every trip. Why I mailed over 100 letters in advance of the release of my novel. Why the proprietress of the local stationery shop turns cartwheels every time I darken the door.

Lately, though, I’ve been thinking about letter writing for another reason.

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