I'm reading Susan Maushart's non-fiction book, The Winter of Our Disconnect, which I wrote about in my latest newsletter. This made me think of a recent conversation in which my husband and I recalled writing letters. Donï¿½t you just miss receiving a handwritten letter ï¿½ unfolding the paper, savoring page after page, and then reading it all over again? E-mail is just so different.
Many classic authors are famous for writing long letters that are almost literary works in their own right: Flaubert, Dickens, Twain, Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Woolf. Reading their published correspondence, we see them as ordinary people, men and women who worked at their craft. It seems a shame that writers of our time wonï¿½t be leaving behind such richness of material.
What do you think?
Last edited by Lane LitFic; 08/24/11 02:30 AM.