James on the Evolution of Writing Implements
For almost forty years I have been writing literary journalism in London, and London is probably where I will go on writing until the pen drops from my fingers. Actually, of course, although I still write my first and second drafts in a notebook, the dropped pen no longer applies as a token of weary death. More likely, when it comes to the last word, I will multi-punch the laptop's keyboard with my face, my fingers only halfway through the sequence that activates the most sadly beautiful of all modern rubrics, "Windows Is Shutting Down." And English grammar are checking out.