Since this is a writing blog, I will venture into risky territory: fonts. I find that changing my font every few months or once a year is somehow inspiring. I have no idea if this is just wacky-Ridley or something others find as well. Lately I am working with Skia (the blog doesn't accept Skia; you'll have to look it up). I am actually eager to get back writing just to see Skia on the page. My default is Courier. I return to Courier like a horse to the barn. When all the flash and interest is worn out in some new font I've discovered I like, Courier puts the text up there as my editor will read it. (I submit manuscripts in Courier regardless of what I write in.)
For years it was this or that version of Times Roman (there are many). Garamand is a favorite for its royal, perfect look. I wander to Garamand and Bookman in search of that classic feel. Dave Barry and I write in Trebuchet MS; each of will set the other's work back to Trebuchet regardless.
It's strange how after writing millions of words, making the same words look slightly different brings out different feelings -- I told you this may sound strange. But there you have it. Fonts have life. I'm a sans-serif guy for the most part. Leave the flash to others. I like my fonts clean and strong -- something I can read instantly and I can "hear." I'm a very audio-oriented writer: I hear my text. I often read it aloud after I've finished. I commonly accidentally insert a homonym simply because I'm writing what I hear more than what I think.
here's a Skia sample.
Go Skia-ing one of these days and tell me what you think.