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08 June 2019

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Great inspiration. You have enlightened me with new insights.

I am reading and writing any new insights that appeal to me hoping one day I would be an author and publish a book. All contained in my personal journals.

The pen is indeed mightier than the sword. I enjoyed this article, Simon. Very useful.

Simon I enjoyed your essay urging us all to write.

I have been a bookworm since my first library ticket at age 7 or 8. I think we were allowed 3 books a week or may have been a fortnight.

Arriving in PNG’s rural backwaters without TV I would make use of the evening’s only book hire shop in Boroko. Think it was 20 toea each to borrow with 10 toea refund on returning it.

Living in the Western Province I would grab 100 of the thickest books I could see on among the thousands on display and carefully pack them for delivery on the company’s chartered Steamships vessel to our Aramia River destination.

When I had a need to write I was able to use a battered old Underwood typewriter, given to me by an old German friend in Kavieng, because my distant family said they had difficulty reading my terrible handwriting.

Then wonders of wonders along comes the computer age and I can spend too long just enjoying writing all sorts of ideas or ‘thinking on paper’ as you so succinctly wrote.

To date I just checked I have ‘stuff’ saved of 497MB or 1,231 files in 29 folders on my now ageing disk. At least the white ants can eat them as they did with my books back home in Taskul.

Finally I quote a favourite four lines of a poem that my old dad could recall 80 years after he first memorised them in his school days.

I think they are an 11th century warning to any of us who blog or post to un-administered social media:

"The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it."

('The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyám')

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