“Want to be a writer, but don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place. Use a simple pen.” – Paul Simon
“A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen.” – J.R.R. Tolkien
And My Favorite Dog
If one wants, one never has to buy a pen. Businesses give them away for free as advertising tools. And you can also buy them cheap, often for mere pennies if you get them in bulk.
But despite my penny-pinching ways, the pens I use cost about $4 each. It’s a Uni-Ball, Impact 207 gel pen, with a bold black point that glides effortlessly across the page. After getting by on free or accidentally stolen pens for years, I decided that as a writer I deserved better.
And once I had selected and used my pen of choice, I find it almost impossible to use any other kind of pen.
The problem these days is that Pepper likes my pens, too – and considers anything accidentally dropped on the floor hers.
And sometimes a pen may roll off my desk, or table, without my noticing it — although I’ve begun to suspect a little thieving on Pepper’s part might also take place, especially when I remember that I left my pen on the end table beside my living room chair.
As it’s also Pepper’s favorite chair, the temptation of my pen within such easy reach may be impossible for her to ignore.
I think that’s what happened to my last destroyed pen. Pepper should be thankful I love her as much as my pen.
Bean’s Pat: Flights of Wonder http://tinyurl.com/m7jkedd If you’re a birdwatcher, you will like this bog, and not just today’s post, which hints of spring. .