A few weeks ago, I attended a writing workshop, only this one involved letter writing! I blogged about it here, telling folks I would be interested in exchanging actual, hand-written letters with them.
Three people wanted to write to me, of whom one is undergoing a move, so might begin later.
Of the other two, one is a very old blog-friend, who I’ve remained in touch with since before this blog…nearly five years. He is an amazing writer, and I’m looking forward to his letters, which I’m sure would be chock-full of details of his home-town.
The other is from a lady I do not know at all, a recent blog-friend. I loved her passion for wanting to letter-write though, so I said yes. She is a writer too, because that is the only clause I put for my penpals, they must be writers by profession, aspiration, or practice… I would want those who write for a living, but those who write/blog/scribble for a hobby are also very welcome.
So I wrote to my newly-acquired penpals last weekend, created short writing challenges for them to complete before they open the envelope with my letter, and rambled ahead in my usual fashion when writing my letters.
It was fun. I got to play with pen and paper and glue and stamps, something I haven’t done in a while. I don’t know if they’ve written to me yet, but today I dropped them notes on the internet saying I’ve written to them.
Cheating, I know.
But I’m so eager to get this process going, actually have a correspondence, that I let myself cheat.
Writing those letters brought mixed emotions, I had not sent my hand-writing to strangers before, and having never had penpals in my childhood, stepping into this whole area as an adult scared me a little. My handwriting suddenly felt precious, too revealing. I was self-conscious when I wrote, which means I probably did not write well.
I did feel a little inspired though, and promptly wrote a letter to one of my characters, which I think would be fun to send to a penpal! As a writer, I have to forever find new ways to trick my Muse into appearing, and this was as good a method as any.
Now I wait for my replies, or maybe, my correspondents have written to me in the meanwhile…which means my letterbox will have a real letter soon, meant just for me, and not bills, flyers, offers and writing contracts. I don’t mind the last, but just saying…
If any of you reading this post would like to jump into a (possibly creative) correspondence through hand-written letters, feel free to pop me an email, or leave a note in the comment here, and I’ll send you a mailing address.
I look forward to sharing writing prompts, pictures, vignettes, bits and pieces of fiction, and hope not to bore my penpals out of their respective skulls.
Write to me!