It's gotta be the typewriter - Cormac McCarthy's brings $254,500 at auction
I used to think there was everything easy about writing. You just sit there and wiggle your fingers. (I wiggle mine slowly, which brings its own set of troubles.)
Then I learned that Cormac McCarthy's $50 typewriter just sold for a quarter million dollars. Some of that money seems to have gone for mumbo-jumbo --
Glenn Horowitz, a rare-book dealer who handled the auction for Mr. McCarthy, told The New York Times earlier this week: “When I grasped that some of the most complex, almost otherworldly fiction of the postwar era was composed on such a simple, functional, frail-looking machine, it conferred a sort of talismanic quality to Cormac’s typewriter. It’s as if Mount Rushmore was carved with a Swiss Army knife.
Still, maybe there's more to this writing thing. Anybody seen one of those lucky typewriters -- at discount?
