Fair warning: this first post (or second, third, fourth, etc.) may be terrible. I don’t care. And neither should you. They’ll get better. I promise.
I debated about whether or not to launch the site today. Does it look good? No, not really. You may be asking yourself, “Then why did you launch this trash website about pens?”. The simple answer is because I told myself I would have it up and running with the first post by January 1st. After nearly 32 year of living with myself, I know this: I LOVE TO PROCRASTINATE. If I didn’t attempt to hold myself accountable and have this launched by the 1st, I may never do it and I simply couldn’t let that happen. I really like pens and want to write about them. So…here we are.
To put it bluntly, I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. I’m writing this first post under the 2-week free trial that Squarespace gives you because I wanted plenty of time to figure this out so that at least one post looks halfway decent (it doesn’t). If it takes me the full 2 weeks (it did), we’re in real trouble (we are).
I love pens. I know, it’s a weird thing to love. However, if you’re reading this, there’s a decent chance you like pens too. I don’t know what made me like pens, but I do remember when I started my fascination with them. I was probably 6 or 7. My grandfather always had one of those all black Uni-Ball rollerballs. He was the editor of a small Alabama town newspaper. And the coroner. And the fire chief. And a preacher. He never knew where he might be when he needed to jot down a note and he didn’t know if he’d have any paper. I think he liked those old rollerballs because they would write on just about anything, most frequently his hand. There was hardly a time that I saw him where he didn’t have a phone number or an address written on the palm of his hand.
Fast forward a decade and I found the Pilot G2. For the next 15 years I rarely used anything else. If you happen to find a picture of me from freshman year of high school through 2017, there’s a better than average chance there’s a 0.7mm G2 clipped to my shirt.
About a year ago, a friend handed me a pen to jot something down and I found my replacement for the G2. It wrote nearly identically but had a fancy metal barrel. It wasn’t long after that I was ordering a couple Parker Jotters and their gel ink refills. The humble Jotter was my constant companion for about a year. That all changed on August 7, 2018.
I don’t know how, but I happened upon a Pilot Metropolitan on Amazon. I don’t think I was searching for it specifically. I don’t think I was even looking at pens in general. Perhaps Jeff Bezos’ behemoth was able to detect my inner pen addiction that I was supressing less and less each passing day. Either way, I bought it on impulse. When it came 2 days later, I ran out and bought a bottle of Iroshizuku Kon-peki. Less than an hour later, I was ordering another Metropolitan. This time a medium.
Plenty of people are obsessed with pens and don’t write a blog about it. Why am I? I have plenty of reasons not to: I have no idea how to run a blog, my first fountain pen purchase was only 4 months ago, I have a wife, an 11 year old, a 2 month old, and an 18 month old German Shepherd. I’m on the board of directors of a local nonprofit, I’m a deacon at my church, I have a full-time job, I’m not super tech-savvy. I have a million reasons why I shouldn’t start writing a blog about fountain pens. But I am. To quote the Old Testament prophet Jeremiah, “there is in my heart as it is were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with holding it in, and I cannot.”
I don’t think Jeremiah was talking about pens, but I think you get the point. I don’t think I can not write about pens. I don’t know anyone else that suffers with this particular obsession. I had a Facebook and Instagram account for at least the past 6 years and hardly used them until I started buying and using fountain pens. I yearned to connect with like-minded people and my wife grew weary of me asking her to look at a new pen or ink. She’s quite happy with her Pilot G2s. I chatted about pens and pen-related things with my internet friends but that just wasn’t enough. I needed to do more.
And that’s how we arrived here. This site may not look like much and this post may not light your world on fire, but I’m amped about it. It’s the beginning to an exciting year where I branch way on out past my comfort zone.
The best part? It’s only January 1st and I’ve already checked off one of my New Year’s resolutions.