The giggling is the point: A visit to Penny Post’s Fountain Pen Test Drive Event
The moment I know that a new pen is coming home with me is when I actively seek out reasons to continue scribbling. Cursive “s” shapes. Hash marks. Nonsense sentences. My dog’s name. Often done to a soundtrack of quiet, joyful giggling.
New cards for my ink storage system
I store my ink bottles in four white hard-paper boxes. Each box rests on a shelf. I use Col-O-Ring cards as labels to show me which color families rest in each box. The point is to minimize the number of bottles I need to search through in my hunt for a specific ink — when I have one in mind.
Whelp. My pen collection has hit capacity
Oh. Oh no. I have surpassed the dreaded cap. The point at which I have more pens than beds in my pen case. Wonderful woe is me. Time for hard decisions as to which pens should be shed.
Spicing up old M and B nibs
I spent my birthday outing to Bertram’s Inkwell converting staid nib choices into new and exciting writing options. Seeking an expert to convert general round nibs into specialized writers. An excellent path to a “new pen day” without buying a new pen.