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My nephew is often curious about the old things we don't have. He's also very kind to show me games on his Mom's ipad that he thinks I will like, and will sometimes play them with me. (He also thinks I should ask for an ipad for Christmas so I can play that stupid rock game and word jewels...as if I need anything else to usurp my time).

A year and a half ago I participated in Camp NaNoWriMo...same thing as the official NaNoWriMo, except it's NOT in the month of November, which is an absolutely crazy month for us.  This past week I pulled out my rough draft to start critiquing, and quit on page 67. I do have a post-it note FULL of page numbers that need work, but I was boring myself.  I also found I don't critique myself very well on a laptop. So today, I purchased a ream of paper and two things of black ink (one should be sufficient, but it's cheaper to buy two....that's my Dad's shopping skills coming out in me) so I can print the thing out and start modifying/marking it up to hopefully rewrite sometime this year.

I know it would have made a lot more sense to have simply written it every other line on paper so the first round of editing would have been easier, but I find it so much easier to type and write, and actually prefer typing to writing by hand. And I'll confess, I was a bit horrified this past week when we strolled through the computer section at Best Buy and I saw these super tiny keyboards.  I can't even begin to imagine the cramped hands from attempting to type/write with those.The average size keyboard has the keys spaced out for a reason (it's the natural spacing on the hand) - to be type friendly. Maybe the designers thought all these text-crazy kids would prefer the smaller keyboard, maybe there truly is a conspiracy to make everything even more challenging for disabled people, but whatever the reason, those tiny keyboards are not realistic for the average person over 40.

I'm realizing how much I am old school this week.  So yes, I'll be doing my editing on PAPER. And I'll be much happier doing an agonizing task that way,  I'm sure.

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