You have me convinced.  And if I ever ended up with a girl who writes, I’d probably lose my mind out of excitement.  The descriptions of the events in our relationship would be far more exciting to revel in than the events themselves.  We would give our children middle names like Jules (Verne), Chinua (Achebe) and Doctor (Seuss).  Her hands would be her most attractive quality; her fingertips weathered and strong from maneuvering many-a-page corner, yet smooth and elegant in their motions as she takes care to preserve the delicacy of any stock of paper.

Dating a girl who reads and writes would be a dream come true.