Since 1971 I’ve kept a diary. What began as the staving-off of boredom has over the decades mutated from a ballpoint pen on scraps of paper and notebooks to typewritten sheets and computer files: millions of words written to no purpose other than make sense of myself and the world. So when I first read Erica\u2019s journals \u2013 written longhand on recycled paper \u2013 I could empathise with her urge to use the written word as a form of therapy.<\/p>\n
As a 9-year-old, I developed an interest in graphology \u2013 the study of handwriting as a means of analysing character traits. In Cardonald Library I found a copy of Nadja Olyanova\u2019s \u201cHandwriting Tells\u201d. One\u2019s handwriting, I learned, is as unique as one\u2019s fingerprints and even to this day major corporations hire graphologists to select potential employees.<\/p>\n
At McGill Primary School in Pollok I slavishly copied my teacher, Miss McKelvie\u2019s handwriting \u2013 elegant, angular, a right-leaning angle of inclination \u2013 the type cultivated by calligraphers and artistic types. It’s a harmless kind of snobbery, I hope, but whenever required to write by hand, I favour my Mont Blanc pen and black ink over a biro.<\/p>\n
Habits die hard. Even though the opportunity\u2019s rare, today so few of us are required to write by hand that whenever I see anyone signing a document I can\u2019t resist hovering, searching for tells to their personality, just as I still feel the backs of pages for the weight of pen pressure or note the absence of diacritics. Often I compare a person\u2019s body of writing with that of their signature, silently assessing the state of their ego.<\/p>\n
Reading Erica\u2019s diaries and other documents, I\u2019m struck by her handwriting. Among her papers I\u2019ve even found samples from her schooldays in Allestree, Derby and later as a pupil at The Perse School, Cambridgeshire, prior to her studies at Newnham, Cambridge and Somerville, Oxford during the 1950s.<\/p>\n
Among her papers is a set of letters written to her parents during the late 1950s, announcing her meeting and falling in love with her husband-to-be, Dr. Gwynne Meyler Thomas. Dashed off quickly with a proper fountain pen, Erica\u2019s letters reveal her at her happiest \u2013 the script large and expansive, the letters threaded \u2013 suggesting a quick intelligence and breathless excitement at what the future might hold.<\/p>\n
Later, on the births of her two sons, Erica kept journals of their progress, reprising the small, neat hand of her academic years. In contrast her later diaries betray her depression, lacking what graphologists term \u2018air\u2019 in the body of her writing; page after page of small, tightly-bound script with little or no margin.<\/p>\n
Written over decades, within these pages it\u2019s possible to build snapshots of Erica\u2019s mental state without actually reading her words, just as my early journals morphed self-consciously from a large garlanded script (optimism, generosity) into a spiky, angular hand (maturity, extroversion). Despite my best attempts however, there was no disguising my own psychological flaws.<\/p>\n
The old ways persist but over the years I’ve happily embraced technology. For my 21st birthday I was given a typewriter by my parents that I used for my final year dissertation at Art School, but not my journals that I continued to write by hand until 1996. In the 1980s I bought my first computer but felt so alienated by the process I created a font – Mayhem – from samples of my own handwriting, a compromise I wasn’t convinced of.<\/p>\n
There\u2019s something profoundly sad about the prospect of losing the handwritten word but I doubt it will ever happen, just as photography has never replaced drawing. In the future, though, how many people will leave, as Erica did, such tangible and unique evidence of their existence? Texts and emails can never compare with the flow of ink fixed forever on paper and the traits they reveal, marks destined to outlive their maker.<\/p>\n
The image shown is a letter written by Erica in 1959 and addressed to her parents.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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