Some people unwind by scrolling. I unwind by rewinding.
There’s something about the click of a cassette deck, the soft thump of a record needle finding its groove, and the quiet snap of a typewriter key that makes my brain settle. It’s not nostalgia for me. It’s fuel.
In 2026, I’m an indie author writing mysteries and romance, and I still build my stories with a lot of analog tools. Not because I’m trying to be quirky. Not because I hate technology. I use plenty of digital stuff. I just know...
