I finished the journal I was writing/planning in last night.
A new one is waiting for me, and another after that. This one’s special. My parents gave it to me for Christmas; it comes from Florence, Italy.
I’m almost afraid to write in it; this hasn’t happened to me before. There is so much potential in those empty pages. The book itself is so beautiful; I hope my words can do it justice.
I’ll take a photo at some point.
Ned Wolfe 
Yes, clear sheet of paper have more beauty than clear window of editor.
But now, I sometimes think, that I forgot how to write with pen.
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I love your blog 🙂 And your writing style.
I’m conflicted on how I feel about the Kindle. On the one hand I’m afraid of a society without books–yes, yes, I know they’re not being tossed aside, torn asunder and burnt…right?–but on the other, it does save some of the rainforests otherwise in deadly peril from pen/cil wielding writers such as you and me. 🙂
Enjoy the new journal!
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Thank you! I’m glad that you like my blog; I look forward to reading more of yours! 😀
I haven’t seen a Kindle in person yet. I’m interested in testing one out, but there’s something wonderful about having books in hand, isn’t there?
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Nothing beats paper. It’s funny, the Kindle in a sense acknowledges it–my dad has a version that shows a font that looks like print in a book (rather than arial or summat). Oddness. Even has a sort of matte look, closer to a book than a screen.
But can you imagine having a library of just one slim little electronic devise?? Perish the thought! 🙂
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yuck, typo, I mean “device.” 🙂
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