A dull and messy morning

I wish I could claim to be neat and tidy, but just see what a mess I made simply writing my journal this morning! I blame it on the paper - it led me through a wormhole of experimentation which hasn't resolved much at all. Since the beginning of May I've been writing my journal…

Think ink

I know it's modest in comparison to many an ink stash, but the fact is my inks are getting out of hand. How much of any given thing is too much is a purely personal thing. I recently saw a photo on Instagram showing a vast Diamine ink order. The lady unpacking it mentioned that…

This old thing?

I've been keeping this pen under wraps since I bought it back in November and I hadn't really intended to write about it. However, the mood has gripped me and it ties into a wider discourse about the fountain pens I buy, so here we are. That's pretty much exactly what I think about this…

It’s all about the paper

The thing about the planner community is that our photography can, at times, tend to focus on the externals whereas, of course, what actually matters is the paper inside the cover. I'm not saying that the cover isn't important, it is. We choose our covers to convey, to ourselves as well as to the outside…

Nothing to write home about

It's a funny thing, having nothing to write a blog post about, knowing it doesn't matter, that it's counter-productive to force it, but not quite being able to set aside the desire to write. I've been trying to decide which ink I should use on my main planner pages throughout March which is the month…

Metal Rat doffs his hat

The Year of the Rat has ended and not a moment too soon. When it started, Covid-19 was a mere rumour shrouded in mist, and I was blithely ignoring the suggestion that the first reappearance of the Metal Rat since the year of my birth was unlikely to turn out well. (You can read last…