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I’ve written about my typewriter before. Well, it broke, so I haven’t been clacking the way I used to. For now, I’ve been tapping on my Macbook, which you can see in the lower left corner.

Recently, though, a friend called me up to say they were having a garage sale. Wonderful, they want me to buy their old junk. “I saw this in acloset, and thought of you,” he said. Then he told me what is was.

A Smith-Corona Electra 120. He said I could have it, unless he wanted me to sell it to some stranger for a dollar.

“I’ll take it, I’ll be right over,” I said.

When I got there, I learned that the 120 is the manual carriage return model; my old 220 had an automatic carriage return, which is, after fifty or more years of life, what failed. This one is still electric, but only the keys. The return is manual. At least making more lines won’t cause the thing to jump across my flimsy old typewriter desk anymore!

As of today, I haven’t done any writing on it. Probably, I won’t til after June. But I promise, soon, that I’ll have a new story up soon, and I’ll have some pictures of the work-in-progress to to with it.

Thanks for sticking with me, Readers. The end of June is cometh, and right soon!