I’m going back to school in that fall (WHAT?) and I mostly excited to buy notebooks. Which is hilarious because I buy notebooks regularly now without having a need for them. But I always find something to write in them.
I have my journal, where I put my soul to paper. I have a notebook I keep in my purse with all of my lists. (“My ‘To Do’ list, my ‘Goals’ list, my ‘Contingency’ list, my ‘Observations,’ my ‘Notions,’ which, of course are very different because observations require a topic sentence and notions do not. Normal stuff.” John Tucker Must Die reference, sorryy if you didn’t get it.) I have a notebook for work. I have a notebook for doodles. And I have dozens of notebooks that haven’t been assigned a task yet. I love notebooks.
I’m also very picky with my notebooks. I prefer notebooks with no lines, which are hard to come by. I usually end up with sketchbooks. If I do buy a notebook with lines, they must be lines fairly close together because my handwriting is microscopic. Seriously, future generations won’t be able to read my journal (which is fine because no one wants to read my journal anyway).
I also have a specific type of pen and I don’t stray. I only like the classic number 2 pencils (preferably a whole bouquet of them). I love binders and folders and planners and highlighters and I would buy all of them regularly if I had need.
But I don’t.
Not because I’m not in school. Even in school I don’t need them because I have this. This computer that I’m typing on now. It has built in notebooks and folders and planners and highlighters. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a wonderful thing to have all of this at your fingertips. But sometimes I miss organizing my desk or my locker with all my binders and books and pens.
There’s something I can’t get behind. Book tablets. The Nook or the Kindle or whatever one you choose. I choose none. Holding a book in my hands is something I’ll never let go of. Holding a book in my hands is part of the reason I love reading. Turning the pages...It’s exhilarating.
But books are a dying medium. People don’t buy books anymore, especially at bookstores. They just tap a few buttons on a screen and they have any book they want. It’s a great tool to have. But there’s nothing exhilarating about it.And soon all of the bookstores in the country will close. And that will be a terrible day. There’s nothing I enjoy more than browsing a bookstore. I’d love to start my own bookstore someday. It would be beautiful and clean and aesthetic and quiet and perfect.