Other people’s pens have made guest appearances on the blog. None has made me smile as much as this one.
When I’m in a hurry, I abandon cursive. Goodbye loops, goodbye shading, goodbye thick and thin lines that swoop and scroll into descenders, ascenders and pretenders in between. My G looks like a 6, my R can’t be bothered to close its loop like a lady. Slow writing isn’t necessarily slow thinking. Sometimes the words …