It was my birthday last week and I received a most excellent gift, a new notebook! And it wasn’t just any old notebook, it was a gilt-edged notebook.
I know “gilt-edged” means the edges are a gold colour, but I don’t know why it’s so special. The dictionary just says it means the paper is high quality.
OK, so I got a nice notebook for my birthday.
While I don’t love the cover I think it’s still usable. However…I mean flowers are nice and stuff but…
Part of me is thinking about using this DIY custom notebook tutorial and making a new cover for my notebook but I haven’t decided if it’s necessary or not just yet.
But this post does have a point. My new notebook made me realize something
The reason I’m talking about my new notebook is because I didn’t even know I was longing for a new notebook. In fact, the last time I had a notebook I used it for wedding planning. We had all our notes in there, our hopes and dreams and plans and guest list and to-do lists and on and on. It was great. We made all sorts of computerized lists and appointments and notes and such but the old notebook came in more handy and useful than all the modern technology combined.
And I haven’t had One since
When I was more of a journal-keeper. I would carry a lined notebook with me everywhere. In fact, I actually looked forward to times of waiting so I could jot down blog or article ideas, book ideas, musings, goals, or whatever else. I loved travelling by bus or train so I would have extra time to sit and think. For some reason there’s always something to do at home but in those moments of travelling…well they’re special. I’ve worked out a lot of stuff sitting on the bus. And I have a box of notebooks to prove it.
Now that I drive myself around most of the time I don’t jot notes down so much, which is probably why I haven’t noticed my lack of notebooks. But I have some travel time with work coming up in the next bit so this is excellent timing to get back into it.
I have the distinct impression using my new notebook will quick start my creativity in a way typing items into my smartphone never can.
Weird right? It has got to be something psychological in my brain…respect for the act of writing and knowing how to use a pen or something.
What do you call a writer who only knows how to type?
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