The other night I went to
the screening of the movie “California Typewriter”. Remember how
I fussed about being a little spooked about whether I be able to get
there on time or home because I was doing everything on public
transit and is worried that I might be stranded on the buses I needed
stopped running on the various routes at various times. Needless to
say I made it home okay. No problems whatsoever the biggest stress
was really home from 5300 and Redwood Road to my apartment two 4800
South Redwood Rd. The sidewalks are poorly lit and I had to travel
slower than I usually do.
“California Typewriter”
is not a spectacular documentary but engaging enough to keep me there
for most of the screening. I left early to make sure I could make all
my transit points home. But I've been thinking about the documentary
ever since. Because that's what makes a good piece of writing or film
is that the piece sticks with you and makes you think.I really like
the idea that many of the people interviewed talked about writing is
a slow process which working with a word processor tends to take away
from. I haven't really verbalize this much in my own thinking process
but I find about the whole writing with the computer idea and more
specifically the last couple years as I have began to really use the
talk to text or TTT. I really like the ability to speak and have
those utterances pop up his words on the screen in front of me. But
somewhere in the back of my mind I remember that my thoughts seem to
flow better in my writing would be better before the use of the word
processor. I had time to think and create with keep up with my
ability to write them down physically. I wonder how much I lose,
thoughts that I lose, dictating to the computer. The thoughts might
not be necessarily lost it may not even be there at all because I
don't have time to consider ramifications of a particular thought
filament. As I dictate I just dictate and go on… I don't know if
this is really making much sense but that is that feeling I
experienced as I watched this documentary.
For a very short time
before my teens I used my moms manual typewriter. I don't remember
what make it was. The typewriter could have been a Remington or
whatever. It was small and of course had its own case and little
green keys. I wrote a little bit on this typewriter but seem to make
a bunch of mistakes I spent all my time trying to correct other than
create. After my trauma the family invested in this monstrous old
electric typewriter. It was an IBM with a huge tray must better like
writing newspaper articles are something I don't know but it worked.
With the strength I had left in my hands and with a peg on my right
hand I could type pretty well fast enough that I could just about
type as fast as I can think. I still have the issue of having to go
back and correct problems, typos and editing's. It was still quite
frustrating. I got a lot more than that I had with the manual
typewriter. When I ran into my first Selectric I thought I was in
heaven, the self correcting tape was wonderful. The only problem them
was that it only right at the office. I certainly do not have the
funding to have a Selectric of my own. I dreamt of the personal
computer and later when I would finally get one I found I still
didn't do the writing I thought that I would. Writing stills a lot of
work even with the ability to almost instantly correct. What good was
that function for thoughts never making it to the paper because they were lost in the speed of thought.
I liked the
documentary California Typewriter. I kind of wished I finished
watching the film but I knew where it was going to have you back on
the road. There was a bus leaving.and that better be on it
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