Last night a few of us gathered to stuff folders for an upcoming writers conference. Though so much is done digitally these days, there often comes a point where the written word has a weight. Not just the weight of the words’ meaning, but an actual, tangible poundage. 

I felt this keenly when I was a magazine writer and editor, and I feel it still whenever I look through my publications, purging some, labeling and storing others. 

Last night we sorted leaflets and tucked them into folders, created name tags and tent cards. By the end of the evening, we had a tidy set of printed materials — and some heavy boxes to lift.