It’s hard to believe it’s been three years since I signed up for the Modern Letter Project. Sadly, it’s almost two years since the administrators of the project folded their tent. I was a prolific letter writer in my youth, so the year-plus I spent writing to folks through the project was a real kick for me.

I miss writing letters the way I used to before I got old and businesslike in my ways. And I suspect the lack of interpersonal handwriting in my life was a factor in the birth of my handwritten haiku habit.

There are other efforts apparently, like the Letter Writers Alliance, which I’d consider to sate my thirst for more letter-writing. But I wish I had more friends and acquaintances with whom to exchange old-fashioned correspondence (most of the friends I have aren’t prone to sending actual letters).

Does anyone else ever get the urge to scribble a note to an actual person?

image: pareeerica

when she corresponds,
words are enhanced by the way
she decorates them.