Sometimes, as writers, I think we take for granted how our technology, or lack of it, affects how we write.
Think about it: as time has gone on, writer’s have changed how they write. We’ve gone from stories being painted on a cave wall, to a clay tablet and stylus, to paper and pen, to typewriter, to computer and tablets. Sure, some people still use pen and paper or a typewriter, but it’s kind of mind blowing the wide array of options we now have at our disposal.
I got to thinking about this over this past summer, when my laptop started to randomly dump memory. It had done this before over the past four years, but not at the frequency it was dumping memory this time. I started to panic that maybe my laptop was prematurely biting the dust.
My relationship with my laptop is a love-but-more-often-hate relationship. That’s mostly because my laptop doesn’t know how to manage resources properly, and some genius thought it was a brilliant idea to have the fans vent out the bottom of the laptop. I only ever love it when I’m begging it to last a few more months so that I can get some kind of work and save up for a new one. This laptop, in all honesty, should be put out of its misery.
Fortunately that’s changing. I made a deal with my parents, who found a really good deal on a laptop on QVC. If they bought me the laptop, I’d contribute $10 of each paycheck for a year, so that I could have some sense of ownership. I think it’s fair, and I would have been putting that money in savings anyways for a laptop, or a down payment on a used car.
The summer taught me that my laptop was more than just a frustrating heap of technology. For the first time in a long while, I saw my laptop as a tool, and something necessary for my career path as a writer and document designer. I’m certainly looking forward to not having to decide between watching a movie and doing something in InDesign.
How does technology affect your writing?