From NY Times’ Literary Letters, Lost in Cyberspace: “Back in the 20th century, when publishers had three-martini lunches and young women fresh out of Bryn Mawr became secretaries, not editors, it was often lamented that the telephone might put an end to literary biography. In lieu of letters, writers could just as easily gab on the phone, leaving no trace. Today, a new challenge awaits literary biographers and cultural historians: e-mail. The problem isn’t that writers and their editors are corresponding less, it’s that they’re corresponding infinitely more — but not always saving their e-mail messages.” [Editor's note: This is from 2005, but I found it today while searching for something else; interesting read]