More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
John Donne
Dear friends,
I used to be fairly good at letter writing. It's one of the things that's fallen away a bit in the hustle and bustle of every day life. Despite nearly constant contact through email, text, Twitter and Facebook with those dearest to me (and virtual strangers) I'd like to return to putting pen to paper on actual letters. And I'm feeling very inspired by the site Letters of Note. It's a treasure trove of poignant, provocative and humourous missives; some from the famous, some from the infamous and some from the otherwise unknown. You can read John Steinbeck's fatherly advice on love ("Nothing good gets away.") or the lament of a 16th century widow ("How could you go ahead of me?"), Dorothy Parker's ruminations on a hospital recovery and one particular nurse ("I have not shot her yet. Maybe Monday.") or an 18 year-old Keith Richards letter to his aunt about running into an old school chum ("He's called Mick Jagger.")
It's positively addictive.
Do you write letters?
Fondly,
The Glad Girl
P.S. Letter's of Note's Shaun Usher also curates the equally addictive Lists of Note and Letterheady.
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