Five days ago was a milestone I had no intention of seeing, a birthday beyond which one can no longer even pretend not to remember life without television.
And do stay with us unless there’s a medical/mental reason & the pain is too much.
My surviving to birth was in doubt, as was my one surviving sibling, as our parents were Rh incompatible. Carol and I view birthdays as welcome odds-breakers, no matter how we feel about aging bodies.
YES!! YOU ARE A WRITER!! And yes, you define yourself, nobody else does!! I am so happy to read this latest post even though I did not see it till today (May 22)
I have always adored fountain pens, even the cheapies. The ballpoint stickpens of my early grades, early ‘60s, were atrocious. The first fountain or dip nibs with little balls on the point were the original ball points, an improvement on an organic quill nib, not needing constant repair. I never learned how to trim my nibs, and stuck to metal ones.
From the first view, I fell in love with Montblancs, and like you, ignored the ballpoint and pencil options. The gold in the nib serves a purpose, and IIRC, it’s to make the ink flow more smoothly onto the paper as the nib is more smooth from the gold. I think Edward Johnson in Writing & Lettering & Illuminating pronounced that.
I got the first base model OB—oblique broad nib, as I am a lefty—somewhere in the early ‘80s. Because of the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) in which I was a member from about 1972-1982, I learned calligraphy. My preferred style is founded on the Uncial script.
That pen, and a down comforter, were two huge purchases for me. I seem to be hard on the nibs: short of a trip to a pen shop in LA, I need to find someone to watch me write and show me how I should be doing it instead.
Have fun with that pen! Since I’m 68, I gather you’re within a few years of me.
I for one am very glad you are still around! I have pre-ordered Ultimate Blue and have been an avid admirer, ever since reading "Child of Silence".
So glad we didn't have to hear you sing, "Da--da da, da da, da da." May your pen never run dry.
And do stay with us unless there’s a medical/mental reason & the pain is too much.
My surviving to birth was in doubt, as was my one surviving sibling, as our parents were Rh incompatible. Carol and I view birthdays as welcome odds-breakers, no matter how we feel about aging bodies.
Thanks, Yvonne. Hope you enjoy the new Blue!
Great that you're still here. Thank you!!
YES!! YOU ARE A WRITER!! And yes, you define yourself, nobody else does!! I am so happy to read this latest post even though I did not see it till today (May 22)
I have always adored fountain pens, even the cheapies. The ballpoint stickpens of my early grades, early ‘60s, were atrocious. The first fountain or dip nibs with little balls on the point were the original ball points, an improvement on an organic quill nib, not needing constant repair. I never learned how to trim my nibs, and stuck to metal ones.
From the first view, I fell in love with Montblancs, and like you, ignored the ballpoint and pencil options. The gold in the nib serves a purpose, and IIRC, it’s to make the ink flow more smoothly onto the paper as the nib is more smooth from the gold. I think Edward Johnson in Writing & Lettering & Illuminating pronounced that.
I got the first base model OB—oblique broad nib, as I am a lefty—somewhere in the early ‘80s. Because of the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) in which I was a member from about 1972-1982, I learned calligraphy. My preferred style is founded on the Uncial script.
That pen, and a down comforter, were two huge purchases for me. I seem to be hard on the nibs: short of a trip to a pen shop in LA, I need to find someone to watch me write and show me how I should be doing it instead.
Have fun with that pen! Since I’m 68, I gather you’re within a few years of me.