So, here it is, the end of summer. I hope I’ve used it wisely, with my weekly treks to the beach for Dedicated Writing Time. I guess the jury’s still out on that until I start sending my newly-finished manuscript out into the world. Watch this space!
Summer’s end also brings the inevitable dazzling aisle of school supplies in every store, something I quite look forward to seeing.
This year, instead of dashing off willy-nilly to load up on new notebooks, I took the time to inventory my supply of pristine notebooks from previous years’ sales. There are quite a few. Sad to say, since they represent all the stories I’ve not written yet.
But, oh, they are beauties. Plaids, paisleys, pastels. A set of four coordinating florals. A few cheeky ones with vintage romance or detective novel covers.
As I held each one, I thought about what it should contain. Essays? Short stories? A mystery? A romance? My mythical Big Book (read : sprawling, multi-generational saga. Perhaps the four floral notebooks for that project?)
When I did head to the store, I knew what I wanted—and what I actually needed, conveniently enough.
Pens. In lots of different colors. Think how handy they’ll be! Every edit in a different color. Every mark-up session unique. Yes, please!
And now they wait for me. Twelve gel pens in twelve shades wait to meet all that lovely blank paper in the notebooks.
Welcome, friends! Let’s get started!