We’ve lost something. Our instantly-delivered, electronically rendered thoughts are clean and readable, but if we’re honest, they also inhabit a sort of uncanny valley. There’s a degree of removal between the work and the author. Perfect letterforms, lined up algorithmically, standing like an eerie, emotionless army of sinister mannequins.
A lovely thought piece on what we lose when we lose handwriting. By the way, if you are not reading every single word Matt Gemmell writes you are doing yourself a disservice. Easily one of my favorite writers.
