Whatever happened to my Olivetti?
Like most writers, I have fond memories of my first typewriter. It was a portable Olivetti, the ant’s pants of its day at the cutting edge of technology. It looked
Like most writers, I have fond memories of my first typewriter. It was a portable Olivetti, the ant’s pants of its day at the cutting edge of technology. It looked
Ask any serious storyteller if he can remember the first story he told in public. I’m sure he can; most vividly. I certainly remember mine. It happened at school
Like most writers, I have fond memories of my first typewriter. It was a portable Olivetti, the ant’s pants of its day at the cutting
Ask any serious storyteller if he can remember the first story he told in public. I’m sure he can; most vividly. I certainly remember