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I love writing letters. I love receiving letters too – a happy coincidence – but I find something especially cathartic about penning a missive. It is just one of my many contradictions that while I embrace the demise of the physical book, I find greater enjoyment in writing a letter than an e-mail. I guess it’s some sort of zen, balance-seeking, yin-yang-type thing.
To this end, it has been a Long-Term Life Goal of mine to one day own a set of dip-pens- the type with which one might scrawl an edict on vellum by the guttering light of two-score wax candles. And Lo – it is done! When in Dublin a few weeks ago I finally found what I was looking for, a nice introductory set of nibs with ink. My appetite had been whetted by the setting – for I had just seen the Book of Kells and the Long Room library – and I was in the customary gift-store. So I bought a gift. For myself…
