On Valentine’s Day my wife got me a really nice pen. At one point I had mentioned I was interested in trying a fountain pen again. I recall that I said it a little half-heartedly, so I’m fortunate that she filed it away.
She bought me a Lamy Accentfountain pen and it changed my life.
Do writers keep writing when they’re unwell? When Neil Gaiman has a cold, does he abandon his shack in the woods and just sit at home with a blanket and a cup of soup? I have a cold, and I found it difficult to think at work, so I retired early today.
I feel as if my creative energy has been sapped. I sat here staring at the screen, knowing I have this task I’ve set for myself to write something every day — but it kind of feels as if I’m out of mana right now and cannot do it.
Fortunately I know a few tricks. I’ll teach you one of them, since I’m an open source kind of guy.