Penpals – The Process
**SPOILERS BELOW. If you have not read the story and want to be (hopefully) surprised, come back to this when you’re done.**
Certain images have been popping up in my head as of late–mainly flashbacks of things I knew in my childhood which are now obsolete due to the march of technology.
Things like penpals.
Yeah, the Internet has pretty much obliterated that concept.
I had a penpal in junior high that was from Pennsylvania. No bones about it, I was the world’s worst penpal. After a few letters in, the initial thrill wore off and I realized just how much I didn’t like taking time away from playing football and Streetfighter with friends.
Here I was, more penpunk than penpal, leaving this wonderful, sweet girl on the other end of the country, hanging. She even sent me a nice hat from a local amusement park she’d visited.
Just chalk it up to another cringe-worthy event in life.
Anyway, I thought about how some similar penpal relationships might play out and Penpals was the result. Most of us (should) change drastically from what we were as young boys and girls and I imagine some headed down darker roads than others. But there would always be that bond created during the formative years that would only be one fuzzy memory away.
Reviewing the initial outline in my scratch file, I listed a lot of really dumb ideas before I hit on the final (hopefully not-dumb) idea.
I would love to hear your thoughts and experiences regarding something similar that’s disappeared from your modern lifestyle.
Here’s the general scratch file:
And the daily journal entries:
- Sunday, February 18th
- Monday, February 19th
- Tuesday, February 20th
- Wednesday, February 21st
- Thursday, February 22nd
- Friday, February 23rd
- Saturday, February 24th