A Salute to Our Notebooks When the Time Arrives

This is another topic that has been pestering me for a while.  A fellow blogger posted about filofaxes http://giorgethomas.com/2013/09/02/filofax-obsessed/ .  I love Paperblanks notebooks.  I am also fascinated with the various places writers go to.  In what locales do they find themselves needing to write?  Do they write on napkins (serviettes), on scraps of paper?  Or on the back of letters and other snail mail? This post is about writers and the little (or not so little) books they leave in strategic spots for that moment.

A Salute to Our Notebooks When the Time Arrives

 

We find them in all places,

Inside cupboards and within drawers,

On the upper storeys,

As well as downstairs floors.

 

We slide them in our pockets,

In satchels and in bags.

They ride in our motorcars,

And lurk among our rags.

 

At times they get full mileage,

At others, they sit and wait;

Patiently riding out the writers block,

Until the silence does abate.

 

And then we reach out for them,

Open the latches and leaf the pages;

The carbon and the ink flows

In the writing stages.

 

When we run out of space,

We start scrawling round the fringes,

Infilling all the margins

Amidst our writers’ cramping twinges.

 

We love our little notebooks,

The Paperblanks and the Moleskins,

The Collins and the Filofaxes,

And the ones from bargain bins.

 

So give cheers all you writers,

To your favourite writing pages!

Tell us your zany stories,

About your favourite writing places!

 

Simon C.J. Falk 10 May 2014