My Everyday Pen

After years of writing I am prepared to admit that I find it incredibly easy to get distracted from my work by almost anything. Even picking up the wrong pen can slow me down. Sometimes it is colour of the ink, sometimes the lines can be too thick or too faint, sometimes it can just feel wrong in my hand.

Of course I am aware that this is a case of my brain searching for a way out of writing for the day so I decided to act positively. I spent an hour testing the numerous pens scattered around the house and choose my favourite. Before I could change my mind I went to the newsagents so that I could buy a long-term supply and have no more excuses. Of course, there were none in stock but the lovely staff offered to order as many as I needed and mentioned the discount for buying a complete box.

Two days later I was the owner of a brand new box of fine line pens and they now sit waiting for me  in the kitchen drawer. Just as soon as I’ve finished weeding the garden…