This week’s addict emailed me a link to a post about her notebook addiction, featuring these photos:
Believe it or not, this is only my journal collection for the past ten years. My mother has my high school and college journals at home. Basically, my journals are just a week by week account of my life, a legacy of sorts to leave my family. As I get older, I find myself writing more about my philosophies and views on the world as well as the day to day stuff; as I have evolved, so have my journals…
I love the variety in this collection, which Jennie told me includes EcoJot, Miquelrius, and many more. See Jennie’s blog for larger versions of these photos and more information on how she uses them. (And also this related post poking fun at Moleskines!) Thanks again, Jennie!
2 thoughts on “Notebook Addict of the Week: Jennie”
Wow! This was a pleasant surprise this morning! Never thought I’d be the addict of the week. I just thought I was sharing my obsession with another like-minded individual. Thanks Nifty!
A couple of other things. I’m using the blue angel book now for my life journal, and I’m using an orange Rhodia to keep track of my writing. I used to use spiral bound notebooks to record my poetry in, but I have one from 1995 that is falling apart. The Rhodia might get just as beat up, but I don’t have to worry about the cover coming apart from the spiral. A second black Rhodia has been press-ganged into service for our church’s stewardship committee. A couple of weeks ago, my husband bought me a label maker so I could put the dates of my journals on the inside cover — I had been going through my old ones looking for something and he had this idea that it would be easier if I could just open the cover and see the dates so I’d know if it was the journal I wanted. I noticed that when I was younger, I had a really bad “writing ethic” in my journals — posts went unwritten, weeks were skipped, no details were given…as time passes I guess the details of life are more important. I used to be able to fit a year or two in a journal. Now the most I get is six months in a regular size journal. The most I’ve gotten recently is from July 2009 to June 2010, but it was a fairly big leather bound journal.
Believe it or not, this is only my journal collection for the past ten years. My mother has my high school and college journals at home. Basically, my journals are just a week by week account of my life, a legacy of sorts to leave my family. As I get older, I find myself writing more about my philosophies and views on the world as well as the day to day stuff; as I have evolved, so have my journals…
Wow! This was a pleasant surprise this morning! Never thought I’d be the addict of the week. I just thought I was sharing my obsession with another like-minded individual. Thanks Nifty!
A couple of other things. I’m using the blue angel book now for my life journal, and I’m using an orange Rhodia to keep track of my writing. I used to use spiral bound notebooks to record my poetry in, but I have one from 1995 that is falling apart. The Rhodia might get just as beat up, but I don’t have to worry about the cover coming apart from the spiral. A second black Rhodia has been press-ganged into service for our church’s stewardship committee. A couple of weeks ago, my husband bought me a label maker so I could put the dates of my journals on the inside cover — I had been going through my old ones looking for something and he had this idea that it would be easier if I could just open the cover and see the dates so I’d know if it was the journal I wanted. I noticed that when I was younger, I had a really bad “writing ethic” in my journals — posts went unwritten, weeks were skipped, no details were given…as time passes I guess the details of life are more important. I used to be able to fit a year or two in a journal. Now the most I get is six months in a regular size journal. The most I’ve gotten recently is from July 2009 to June 2010, but it was a fairly big leather bound journal.