All you Moleskine aficionados can coo over this little bundle of joy delivered by Tim to me at Christmas:
Five Moleskines in three sizes. The medium-sized ones pictured are out of their packaging because they’re being used in a year-long project. I can’t share the details, as they’ll be gifts for two people, but they are helping add purpose to my daily walks.
You know, if I were one of those bloggers who writes sponsored posts… But Moleskine, Starbucks, and Scotch are part of many of my days, not paid endorsements. That Sharpie pen is also wonderful. Even though the package says it doesn’t bleed, I don’t think it’ll work for this project; these particular pages aren’t thick enough. But if you’re a Sharpie fan and love fine points, check it out. It’s a prettier book signing pen than the standard plastic Sharpie. You’re welcome.
I thought, She’s drinking scotch? Then I looked at the picture a bit closer.
Ha! Well, I AM a writer.
And, only she knows the contents of the Starbuck up, hmmm!
I meant cup. My “c” seems to be sticking!
I think “Starbuck up!” sounds like a great chant, myself.
Are they graph ? Because if they are graph, I covet …
You can absolve yourself of that particular sin, because the little ones are blank and the other three are ruled.
The three I’ve received from you in days past are graph.
All are ideal for the purposes I have for them, so I love them all. I love all my journals, even the non-Moleskines. I’ve told Tim I think journals are an addiction for many writers, even if we don’t fill them all up.
Preach.
Hello, my name is Becky and I’m a journal addict.
this is my new favorite
http://www.ecosystemlife.com/
graph of course
I’ve been finishing up a story in my Moleskine while riding around on the Metro system. Now all I have to do is read my writing when I go to feed it into the computer.
My handwriting is terrible. I feel sorry for anyone who might have to read it, because there are times I can barely decipher it. That’s what comes of too many years at a keyboard.
Also note taking in school.
I immediately thought SCOTCH! Oh that explans all the little minature scotch bottles on your hutch.
Your bottle of wine is STILL chilling in the fridge…