Gosh, just saying that makes me feel kinda old. After all, Beck-up is only four. I'm thirteen years older than her...wow. Yeah, that does make me feel old.
Anyway, I'm going to do a post about myself like I've been doing for everybody else on their birthday's. Mine is going to be about writing, since that's an important part of my life.
For me, writing is generally something I do because I choose to - creative writing, mostly fiction. I also do a fair amount of writing for school right now: essays, reports, that sort of thing. Ever since I've been able to type and spell words, I have done my writing on the computer. Its faster and easier. But I tend to be a easily distracted person, especially when I'm writing. When I'm on the computer, there's the great yawning pit of the Internet just waiting for me to fall into it. And I've fallen in more times that I'm exceptionally proud of.
So about six months ago I decided to make a change so I could get something done for once. Now I'm doing all my creative writing on pen and paper. I still write my blog posts and emails and school essays on the computer - although a fair amount of blog posts make their start on paper. But when I'm doing so much writing on paper, I want to have a writing utensil that I like.
My preference is pens, because they don't smear like pencil will and they don't need sharpening. And like most writers, I've developed a totally unreasonable attachment to a specific kind of pen. I like the pens that banks and other companies order in bulk from Bic and keep around the checkout aisle so you can sign receipts and stuff.
|My current three pens. Two bank ones and one from the feed store.|
Bad habit, sorry. I can almost hear Mom telling me that I'm just setting myself for big-time embarrassment three or four years from now. She's probably right, too.
Now, the interesting thing about these pens is that this style is actually available on Amazon. I could get a 12-pack for $6. But you know what? I can get two for absolutely nothing every time I go to the bank! They're in cups at the front desk, absolutely free. I would only walk away with one in each hand, though, because otherwise you're going to get some really strange looks.
Am I going to invest six bucks in some pens? Probably not anytime soon. When I'm down to just one working pen, I think I'll just plan a trip into town and pick up a few more. Maybe someday I'll realize just how silly swiping pens from the bank is, though, and then I'll put a few dollars into actually buying my cheap pens.
Happy Birthday, Noodle!
Wishing myself happy birthday is one of the most awkward things I have ever done. Glad that's over for this year.