I wasn’t quite sure where I’d start for my first entry, but I suppose you must start somewhere, and sometimes that is ink to paper. The whole idea about writing one of these blogs has been appealing for a long time, and for no reason, I started today.

But this topic is not just limited to writing blogs or what have you, I’m talking about writing in general.

For the past year, I’ve decided to practice my penmanship. Why? One reason was because I had atrocious writing. I was the kid in the back of the class constantly fidgeting, disrupting the class and paying no attention to how I can learn to write better. You know the one. Being in my late twenties, I decided to break free of my chicken scratch and put my nose to the grindstone, and that in and of itself was hard.

In this day and age, we don’t need to learn to write well. Right? I disagree, and I’ve disagreed before I started trying to repair mine. I just didn’t feel like I had the time or that I was just too far gone, but thoughts like these kill potential before it has a chance to even sprout, and I realized this later down the line. So, like all crafts, I decided to just take the time.

To write, with pen in hand, and write well, is to embody what our ancestors have done for hundreds, if not, thousands of years. The most important pieces of our histories were written by reed, quill and pen, yet because of the luxury of technology, we have softened our creative hands to the tip-tapping of keys. While this may be seen as a feat to some, it does not allow for as much creative potential as the pen does. It also does not exercise the mind, that wishes to express and to be refined, rather than being repressed and confined.

I can type quickly, typing this entry right now, and it is easy for me to transpose the information I am trying to convey to you very easily on a digital medium. Beyond efficiency, ease and compatibility, there is a certain thing that is missed out on, on the narrow plateaus of plastic tiles we vigorously stamp with our fingertips. That thing is freedom.

A long way to go…

It is knowing you are engaging with arguably the mightiest tool ever developed by mankind, and paying respects to your ancestors, whoever they may be or wherever they may be from.

Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Hebrew, Arabic, Armenian, Aramaic, Latin, Sanskrit… Whatever language it may be. These have blended calligraphy in many ways, from art to function, from story telling to chronicling, from declarations of war, to love.

Why would you attempt to improve your handwriting? Because it is respectful of where you came from. Because it enables greater use of creativity when trying to communicate. Because it is a dying art, being replaced by tempting technology.

I will make future blog posts on products I have had great successes with, and some products I would advise against. To at least dip your toes into that ocean of ink to feel the satisfaction of becoming a better writer, in terms of penmanship, pick up the mighty pen and offer it the respect it deserves.

Wander well,

Sayer Teller