Do you write letters anymore? I mean honest-to-goodness letters on paper, that you put into an envelope and send with a stamp?
I’ve been thinking about this lately, because I’m reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. As many of you know, it’s a novel told in letters. (It’s also UTTERLY delightful, and I recommend reading it, even though it took me about a week to learn the title.)
Unlike the charming characters in the book, most of my communication these days takes place by email. I write letters by hands less and less frequently these days. Usually, when I do, they are either 1) thank -you notes or 2) epistles to my friend in Paris. Those missives are pretty infrequent, though, which is totally my fault; it takes a certain amount of energy for me to scour off my rusty French and write her.
But I love it when I get a letter in the mail. It’s so tangible and timeless. It makes me feel special, as if the person sending it feels I am worthy of the effort involved in finding stationery, looking up my address, and affixing a stamp. It IS different from electronic communication, in lots of ways. Gosh, there’s so much more to say about this. I think I feel an article coming on.
But I’m curious about your written communication habits, too. Do you write letters anymore? If not, why not? And do you ever miss them?