lean in a little.
say it like it's a secret.
make your breath sound like italics.
click your tongue against the roof your mouth
then you'll sound like me.
the typewriter.
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psst... I love you, typewriter. :)
ReplyDeleteSeriously though, does anyone actually use a typewriter these days? (Much less talk to one?)
if I did, I'd never get anything done on time lol.
ReplyDeleteClever; I loved it...mine would say "chatterbox" lol
ReplyDeleteThis is great! I remember those typewriter days... you captured the sounds perfectly.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet a relationship. A typewriter, is so very close in thought!!!
ReplyDeleteEileen
I started off at age eleven typing on an old Underwood my grandpa gave me. I typed incredibly fast with two fingers.........for decades, while one key after another fell off. I resisted the computer and word processor, but what a revelation once I switched over........no more White-Out by the gallon!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMy kids remember going to sleep and waking up to the sound of me banging away on the keys.......thanks for the memories:)
surely :) sounds like you have part of a memoir there.
ReplyDeletethis is fantastic
ReplyDeletelove - make your breath sound like italics
thanks Jo!
ReplyDeletesmart.
ReplyDeletethanks Jingle!
ReplyDeleteI love this one I haven't used a typewriter sense I was 11 you make it sound much nicer than I remember lol
ReplyDelete"make your breath sound like italics..." love that. LOVE that. <3
ReplyDeletethanks, babe! :)
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