03/30/2022
Are you a pencil person or a pen person? As adults, most of us have shifted to pens - nice, heavy ones if possible - but we all started with pencils. Packs of hexagonal (no rolling off the desk) yellow number twos full of blunt ends and promise. If you close your eyes you can probably still smell them.
When you were in school, did you use the communal sharpener on the wall, or did you carry the little bladed box in your purse or pocket? Are you old enough to have kept an electric sharpener on your desk that was too easy to use just for fun? Mechanical pencils, where the graphite looked naked and vulnerable when it emerged from the tip, never did it for me despite the practicality. And today, of course, you can order novelty pencils with whatever sayings you'd like printed on them. But when you hear the word "pencil," is that what you think of? A thick, round stick with a business name or pithy saying across it? Reader, you do not. You think of a yellow hexagonal number two, with a thin metal crimp on one end supporting a pink eraser.
Erasing is vital.
In life, as a metaphor, and on paper, to clean up mistakes, from the typo to the misbegotten sentence, whether it's an overreach, too weak, bland, or unnecessary. White Out is still around, but the mistake is still there, just hidden now. Lurking. There's something apologetic about White Out, but erasing is having none of that. It scrubs out that mistake and takes some of the paper with it. It's satisfyingly final.
Today is the birthday of the eraser-attached pencil, made in, and still primarily used in, America. The internet tells me a single pencil can draw a line thirty-five miles long or write about 45,000 English words. The editor in me knows that's way too many. Some of it always has to go.
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