It’s a question I have been struggling with a lot in recent years. As a young girl, I found solace in the comfort of the ink of my diary sharing my teenage angst for no one but me to see but as an adult who is so driven by new aged technology I find myself having a hard time reverting back to the solitude of the ink in the pages of a notebook or even a diary. Any other writers feel that way? Let me know in the comments below.