OK I've spent a lot of time recently drivelling on about myself. I'm going to stop that for a bit and talk about pen stuff. If you're here for neuroanatomy I don't think it's going to creep into this post but WHO KNOWS? Fountain pen ink comes in an astounding variety of colours and different … Continue reading The White Stuff
"That's nothing to be ashamed of," Major Major counselled him kindly. "We're all afraid." "I'm not ashamed," Yossarian said. "I'm just afraid." - Joseph Heller, Catch 22 OK this does have ink in it. It also has a lot of other stuff in it so if you're here for the ink and pens and nothing … Continue reading “I’m afraid.”
When I was a kid we did handwriting practice with a Berol Handwriting pen. If you're going to use a rollerball it's not such a bad choice. I was always led to believe that fountain pens were difficult to use; that they involved some kind of mad skill. The other thing that I heard about … Continue reading On being The Lady With The Handwriting
If you ever want to start a claws out, no holds barred pond war, I have the best topic for you. It's not what you might expect: not universal healthcare, gun control or freedom of speech. Those are divisive, but they're divisive within the US as well. Go to an international group of cat people and … Continue reading We need to talk about China: teeny tiny pens part 2
Beloved turned 30 this past weekend. I got him an excellent cake. I did not get candles for it because I don't much like candles. I have never really been cool with inviting the birthday kid to spray tiny drops of spit all over something people are about to eat. As a kid I also … Continue reading 0118 999 881 999 119 725 3*
I recently had a conversation with a work colleague about the particular kinds of music we create. I talked about some of the incredible concerts I've been in as a choral soprano and the buzz of standing there as the audience go wild at the end. Well. As wild as they ever get at the … Continue reading Does it make your heart sing? Teeny tiny pens part 1
CW: being a frickin teenager. Also CW for a mention of suicide, albeit not in a serious context. Also also CW for comedy violence. Damn this post sounds awful after all of that. Beloved recently told me that I'd never told him anything about my teenage years. I protested. "You don't talk about yours much … Continue reading I was young once… in a manner of speaking.