My new fountain pens are all filled now and in working order. I waited until this morning to take care of all that. These things always take patience, in my experience.
Above is a photo I took of my growing collection!
I bought, do not ask me why, an Oasis Light notebook to go with the purple fountain pen which, yes, I filled with a cartridge of purple ink. All this was a struggle by the way. I am making it sound easy however it required help from Howard and from, ahem, artificial intelligence. The end justifies the means!
The purple pen is a Pilot. It comes from Japan. The other two pens are Lamys and they come from Germany.
Above is a picture of my growing family. The purple Pilot pen is at the top, and the Lamy pens are beneath.
Here is the purple pen with the Oasis notebook.
What to do with that notebook? That is the question.
The inside of the notebook said to check their website, OasisNotebook.com for "a lot of great tips on how to use this notebook." So I did.
All they had on there was how to print artistically in your notebook.
Not write, as in longhand. Print!
This is what the world has come to. No more cursive writing. Which really bugs me. If you do not know handwriting, how are you to appreciate looking at the Declaration of Independence? How can you read Mozart's catalog of his works if you happen on it in the British Museum? I remember once going to the Karpeles Manuscript Museum because they were displaying musical manuscripts, and I marveled at Mendelssohn's handwriting, so perfect and flowing and scholarly. If we do not bring back handwriting, no one will be able to understand that.
Oh well. I will fight the powers the only way I know how.
Speak softly, and carry a fountain pen!
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