The Power of Pen and Paper: Why Writing Is Still the Most Dangerous Thing You Can Do
what’s scarier than monsters, mosquitoes and failure?
forgetting
history is a game of telephone until it’s written
until it’s timeless
quiet women turn to quills to say the things they mustn’t spake
scrolls were once papyrus, both held revealing the nature of what should be made known to the world
tablets and chisels once and still speak for God
His presence visits us through blood and flesh that have the good sense to put pen to paper, fingers to tablets — even all these years later
we may have forgotten
not known the whole of the story
missed pieces and parts and pages that we need for understanding
as it was written
what if it were not written?
we may have forgotten.
fountain pens spill truth, spit, splatter and leave drips of life from its mouth
ballpoint pens dance through time and space, create grace for people and places that may not have deserved as grand a show
gel pens lay down the law giving guidance and direction to readers unknown that they’ve needed such a slick encounter
typewriters remind us that the sound of storytelling is in the writing just as much as it is in the reading
notes remind us that the storage for memory has no bounds if you only write it down
laptops remind us that we can take our stories anywhere, no place is too far
voice-to-text remind us that anyone can share their thoughts, nothing can stop you
chalkboards remind us that children are our light to imagination
post-its remind us that it’s okay to need to be reminded
I’m learning that the power of pen and paper is not a reflection of my gift to write
The power of pen and paper is the gift of memory
Remembering where I was
How I felt
Who was there
What the details were
What I wore
Who I saw
How I experienced it
Where I’ll go
Remembering who I am
Remembering how I got here
Remembering what shaped me
Remembering why
Remembering, why?
Because history is a game of telephone until it’s written
Until it’s why-erless
