I don’t know how writers worked before the advent of the computer age. It’s not spell check that I’m thinking of—it’s the Internet. The ability to do some research (or at least start it) without leaving your chair never ceases to amaze me.
Sometimes it makes me feel guilty. Charles Dickens and Virginia Woolf didn’t need an Internet to create their astounding works of fiction.
But each age uses what tools are available to them, and after spending the last couple of days researching corsairs, women’s after bath splash, and Ingrid Bergman’s parents, I’m pretty grateful.