Is there any meaningful object in your life you have had for a long time, you wouldn’t ever part from, you feel so attached to that you would suffer if it ever got lost, damaged or stolen?
Write about it.
“The story of my typewriter” is an essay about the author’s decades-long relationship with his typewriter, discussing his care for the machine and his growing affection for it through its years of diligent service. The typewriter is a manual
Aspiring writers are often fascinated by the processes and the tools of the professional; in this elegant art book collaboration between writer Auster and painter Messer, they can get a detailed, expressionistic perspective on the old-fashioned machine Auster uses to get the words out of his head and onto the page: a vintage manual
I found two short comments/personal opinions on the book. Read the story in Italian (should I ever be able to get the version in English, you will certainly be given the opportunity to read it!) and say whether you agree with the positive or negative review herewith below. Of course, it is not possible for you to appreciate the artistic side of the book, since there are not the works by Messer. However, you will certainly appreciate the text by Auster:
If you’re a typewriter fetishist or Paul Auster devotee, this book is definitely worth it. I am a bit of both, so the book is quite an endearing eyecandy for me. This slim volume is really the work of Sam Messer, an artist who became enamored with Auster’s
I was really looking forward to this book. And, I have to admit it was not quite what I was expecting. I truly enjoyed the paintings and reading about Paul Auster and his strange and interesting typewriter. But, I expected more in the way of reading. I expected a nice long read. The writer is such a creative and imaginative storyteller, full of surprises. I wanted him to reveal more, to tell more and weave this story into something I could really sink my teeth into. But, the real star of this book is Sam Messer and his wonderful paintings. Perhaps I would have enjoyed this more if it were presented like a *big* art book, with large pictures, and plenty more of them.
You are the “generation” of the computer era. How could you convince Mr. Auster to have a go at the computer?
Do you think that not using a computer or other technological gadgets/devices means being an “enemy of progress”?
Is there anything you have not “surrendered to” that most of your friends have? For example I don’t have an i-pod and I don’t have any intention of getting one. Perhaps I should write a short essay to reveal why. The title could be "TO i-pod or not to i-pod? This is the question"
I am sure you are not that prone to reading my essay. SO, read Paul Auster’s!