Well, it doesn't seem that I really good at blogging. I have started so many blogs: four of them are already published and the two others are secretly known. I wrote so many articles, short stories, or any kind of writing on 'em, but they have fallen by the wayside. Maybe it's because of my paper and pen fetish.I find that it is easier to put my thoughts down on paper with a pen or more with many colorful doodle on 'em. When I was a kid, or teenager (wait, it doesn't mean that I'm old now, you can consider me as a young lady instead) I wrote my heaps, and kept my diaries was a kind of ritual for me. I couldn't sleep unless I had written on my diaries.
Believe me or not from now on I have three or four!!
I am totally happy with paper and pen. I love the smell and feel of em, the sight of me buying a new book--which I probably don’t need--is akin to someone choosing good fruit. I hold them, stroke them, smell them, weigh them in my hand. I can't pass a row of notepads or stationary without stopping to look! I wonder if there is a proper term for this than fetish.
I do always love paper, notepads, diaries, sketch paper, or anything I can write or
doodle my thoughts in. I have been making diaries since I was able to write, that's why my friends say that my handwriting is so well arranged and beautiful.Once upon a time my boyfriend and I were doing shopping on a bookstore, He insisted to buy a sketch book, then I was lolling hear it, knowing that the tradition of handwriting was long left by him. Also I wondered he is still able doing handwriting realized that a keyboard had changed a pen on his hand and monitor of computer or laptop had successfully replaced papers or book and the sketching doodle was substituted by HTML codes.
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