“Welcome to the Ivory Quill, let me know if there is anything I can help you find.”
With that greeting, Seshat, the store owner, left me to browse her antique letter shop. I’m in the word business, and I needed a new supply of serifs, calligraphs, blocks and gothics.
There aren’t many of us WordSmiths left. Technology has pretty much made our profession obsolete. Why have a word you can hold in your hands, feeling each curve and slate, when it can be sent directly into your Parietal lobe?
Even Libraries are closing. We are losing more words every day.