I got a new typewriter in the post today.
I wrote a little story on it just now, after finishing an exhausting transcript for work and culling out the teensy bits that were actually usable as testimonials.
But I did it! I wrote something! I even let down my guard and allowed myself to go with a science fictiony idea that popped into my head this morning. (Which, please note, is a complete fiction; no trouble here in paradise.)
The Olympia is noisy as all holy hell and the typeface is strange, but the keys sure are snappy! And the text it lays down is deep and crisp and even (as the song says). The character recognition function of my scanning program even managed to snag every word perfectly (barring the typos, which were my fault).
So the old Empire-Corona is up on eBay. Much as I liked its simplicity and classic typewriter-looking output, I just couldnt imagine getting a whole novel on it, nor that its fumbling lines of letters would scan reliably. It wasnt quite the carnival strength-test of some of the machines Ive used, but it was more kitschy-cool than a practical work machine.
And I do want to get to work soon. The other work.