The Lost and Found Art of Writing

For those of you who don't know me, I am a reader. I'm serious, a real honest to goodness reader! I read cereal boxes, shampoo bottles, billboards, tags, and of course novels. I revel in flipping pages and bask in the smell of paper and the sight of sharp black type on a page. I am currently in the middle of 5 different books, and when I was younger my Mom's favorite, and ultimate, threat was "I am going to take your book away!"

Now, I have become rather worried of late about the future of books. Writing is becoming a lost art which few undertake and even fewer master. I feared for wittiness, suspense, fantastic characters, and beautiful scenes. My students (yes, I know, I am the dreaded teacher) have provided something less than consolation in this area. Abbreviations such as brb, lol, and gtg have taken the place of my beloved words. Don't get me wrong, I update my facebook page with alarming regularity, and my monthly texts number in the hundreds. However, a computer doesn't smell like paper and abbreviations will never be able to create that perfect description of a sunset.

Yet today, my faith has been restored. I began reading blogs. I was touched, entertained, and enlightened. Blogging has created a new genre that showcases some of the better writing I have encountered in a long while. Suddenly, I want to create a book; Blogger Meets Bryant or The Shakespeare in My Computer. Terrible titles, but it is a work in progress. Written wit and wisdom have regained their throne and my thanks goes out to all you brainy bloggers. Can I publish you some day?