Battle Tools: Notebook and Pencil
Screens, an almost impossible opium to resist
The first time I use a notebook to write out my essay, I feel somewhat ridiculous. My hand is much slower than my brain; I can’t keep up with the phrases and words that want to come racing and tumbling out. Perhaps this is the point, the experiment: can I reign my mind back to a speed that matches the reality of my physical limitations. Can I once again enjoy the flavor of good language, a slow poem, the space that stretches between thoughts?
What helps me: the small collection of Jet Pens pencils. Silly, perhaps, but a joy that as a girl shopping for the scent of fresh school supplies in September, I am revisiting. With my little pack of new pencils, I can play with multiple brands and see which kind feels best in my hand and be a joy to pick up. Hmm…do I like the eraser attached, or no? I’ve decided to rid myself of plastic pencils forever. As much as I enjoy their fine points, they are indeed plastic and more than once I’ve found them chewed to bits by the puppy, who is two and ough…