tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post8206917627195195189..comments2024-01-11T18:40:24.112-06:00Comments on Julie Farrar: Signed, Underwood 565 CRJulie Farrarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-86606872184150101552012-03-23T16:10:19.981-05:002012-03-23T16:10:19.981-05:00Reminds me of a short story-length poem about the ...Reminds me of a short story-length poem about the last days of handwriting notes. During grad school the demise of handwriting my stories, poems, or any other narrative seemed imminent. It would soon be replaced by writing directly on the computer. <br /><br />Well, 10 years later journals are still necessary; though it's my laptop that's now filled with endless drafts on Stickies and in Pages. <br /><br />Viva the evolution of writing!<br />Happy writing, my fellow SheWriter.<br /><br />Nichole L. Reber<br />http://www.architecturetravelwriter.com/Nichole L. Reberhttp://www.architecturetravelwriter.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-16539781510954743422012-02-01T07:00:13.289-06:002012-02-01T07:00:13.289-06:00How cool, Monica. I would like to buy a French ke...How cool, Monica. I would like to buy a French keyboard for my computer for when I'm sending e-mails to friends over there so I wouldn't have to always remember the short-cuts for their symbols.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-3153202819367997422012-02-01T00:09:41.054-06:002012-02-01T00:09:41.054-06:00Oh, I wished I'd kept my typewriter. It was so...Oh, I wished I'd kept my typewriter. It was so cool because it had the Spanish ñ, and upside down exclamation point. Sigh.monicastangledwebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15311906301829091998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-41228794451326596282012-01-27T12:39:37.440-06:002012-01-27T12:39:37.440-06:00Ah, but would a well-used one in its prime take as...Ah, but would a well-used one in its prime take as much work as a beat-up one now? I don't remember sore fingers that much myself. Not on my electric one.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-25426811835945523992012-01-27T11:36:03.439-06:002012-01-27T11:36:03.439-06:00I love these types of stores. When I was living i...I love these types of stores. When I was living in the UK, my husband and I were always shopping second hand stores, etc., for Spode China, and found a couple old typewriters and sewing machines, which I love. My son tried using one of the typewriters once and asked me how writer's were able to write books on the old things (his words). He thought it required too much finger pressure to press the keys down. Funny, but I had to agree.brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480258485472568272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-50426446335912501752012-01-26T15:27:39.969-06:002012-01-26T15:27:39.969-06:00Oh how I remember mine! It's still sitting on...Oh how I remember mine! It's still sitting on top of my desk glaring at me as I type on my computer! Lol! I typed my first manuscript of my novel on it (Brother Electric). I still have ink cartridges that I haven't used as well as Universal lift off tape! She helped me get through radiation as I typed & retyped. Thanks for sharing! ; )Sheri L. Swift, Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08585820531737824211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-35425871932984763032012-01-26T13:37:05.645-06:002012-01-26T13:37:05.645-06:00I think the end of the era came even sooner. They...I think the end of the era came even sooner. They no longer teach typing at school to make people truly proficient (speed tests and all that). They just assume that all kids have been pecking on keyboards since a toddler and don't need real instruction on such things as speed and accuracy. Now they can only type with their thumbs.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-34998403543729115112012-01-26T13:28:36.438-06:002012-01-26T13:28:36.438-06:00I used a typewriter at school when I was twelve an...I used a typewriter at school when I was twelve and by the time I went to university and started work they were already being replaced by the computer.<br />I recently gave an english lesson where we discussed the typewriter, because one of, if not the, last companies in India who makes them has ceased producing them. The end of an era indeed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-16524829610043175862012-01-26T10:47:24.056-06:002012-01-26T10:47:24.056-06:00I also have a manual in the basement, Scrollwork. ...I also have a manual in the basement, Scrollwork. I think when I do my house renovations and a new office, I'll have a table set up just for my two typewriters.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-31265771645349610612012-01-26T10:43:28.863-06:002012-01-26T10:43:28.863-06:00Nicely written, Julie!
I typed my baby thesis in ...Nicely written, Julie!<br /><br />I typed my baby thesis in college (early '80s) on my Dad's manual. Left it in the Philippines when I immigrated to California. Got nostalgic about it as we progressed from IBM Selectric to Macbook Pro. Years later at a flea market, I spotted a manual and snapped it up. I decoupaged Old World map wrapping paper on its carrying case, and installed it in my office next to a rotary dial phone. Felt good!Scrollworkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09761198237613139398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-62470384091326000102012-01-26T09:27:18.668-06:002012-01-26T09:27:18.668-06:00I typed all kinds of stories on a manual typewrite...I typed all kinds of stories on a manual typewriter in my parents' home. Wonder whatever happened to that old dinosaur?Kathleen Basihttp://www.kathleenbasi.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-46403829588289406082012-01-26T08:45:10.664-06:002012-01-26T08:45:10.664-06:00I loved the clack-clack, too. It carries over for...I loved the clack-clack, too. It carries over for me because I've resisted touch screen phones or any keyboard that doesn't actually have me pressing down on keys.<br /><br />And I loved the different font balls. In college my classmates and I were bowled over to know that our Greek teacher actually owned a font ball with the Greek alphabet on it! We were in awe of him for that.Julie Farrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08810771028650707072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-52936836656245151382012-01-26T04:16:24.196-06:002012-01-26T04:16:24.196-06:00ha ha. I went to a thrift store a couple weeks ago...ha ha. I went to a thrift store a couple weeks ago and saw a lovely sky blue typewriter that reminded me of the one i had a teen. i actually considered buying it, but then wondered how much trouble i'd have to go through in order to replace the ribbon.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-87637952408695991122012-01-26T00:52:32.876-06:002012-01-26T00:52:32.876-06:00I love the notion of joy in shared creation. So p...I love the notion of joy in shared creation. So poignant and wistful! But the hope remains... The touches less and less frequent, eventually the click into the lightless box. Well done!Asproullahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10495411522653521782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-67241385384075672992012-01-25T21:47:00.709-06:002012-01-25T21:47:00.709-06:00I love the amount of pressure you had to put on th...I love the amount of pressure you had to put on the old typewrites, before electric; my pinky fingers took a while to bone up! <br /><br />How you had to change the ribbon and got your hands all dirty. How if you messed up, you were basically scr**ed! The "clack, clack, clack" which was a brilliant sound when you were on a role, but jarringly horrid when you were blocked and your heard them intermittently, sporadically, a reflection of your blank mind!<br /><br />And, I simply loved the look of them. Divine.<br /><br />Thanks for rousing the memories. <br /><br />As an aside: I'm about to turn 50 in April; the other evening our t.v. lost its color; my daughter said to me, "You're used to this, right? You grew up with black and white t.v., right?" Needless to say, I put her in her place—history lesson, here we come!Kat Wardhttp://keepingsane.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-45539728836659697772012-01-25T20:42:19.350-06:002012-01-25T20:42:19.350-06:00I remember exactly when my parents gave me mine in...I remember exactly when my parents gave me mine in college. Man, did I wear out those keys! Type on her! Fantastic reminder for me of a forgotten but valued friend.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533863427856291179.post-62788192052440329912012-01-25T01:43:16.690-06:002012-01-25T01:43:16.690-06:00Ah, the typewriter memories. You've given me i...Ah, the typewriter memories. You've given me inspiration for a blog, a short tale of my first plane ride, with a typewriter angle! I need a short one, since I'm stalled in the middle of a long techy one.Lee Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15721969338069074639noreply@blogger.com