Friday, 25 February 2011
Welcome Home, Moody, the writing machina!
Didn't know what name to name her:).
Now I do: it shall be Moody. Not Hank, just Moody. Suits my mood.
This is a very big welcome to my new '40s Erika, the writing machine. It came in our home on the very days of Christmas, brought by Santa Claus. It had a small paper.ish note on which it stood written the owner's name: it was me.
I knew then that I was to be a real writer. With papers all around, with glasses of wine, with moody moods and with published and screened short novels, dare I say.
I love Moody, the writing machine. And I thank Mr Anton for all his help. I found him not easily, because there aren't many restorers and lovers of this kind of machines nowadays. He made Moody look great, he even put her some little feet to stand on.
Mr Anton brought Moody home this morning. We knew I had to start writing at it that very moment, because Moody shall not be a deco object. Moody entered my life to write it upside up.