February 19, 2011

The poor, poor things!

I'm in the middle of an experiment -- and the poor creatures at the heart of this callous venture are suffering intensely, even as we speak. Yes, I'm talking about my fountain pens.

I'm trying to see how long they can sit unused and still remain in working order. It's pitiful. Oh, how they cry out to me in the night! "Use me!" they wail. "Oh, please!" they add -- and not in an arch manner, you understand.

But it's all for naught. I will continue to ignore their entreaties in the name of science. It is a noble thing I do, and I am so very noble for doing it.

But the cries! The agony! The screams! Oh, the humanity! Still, I can't give in. I won't, I tell you! I won't!

2 comments:

Anna Guess Pick said...

Now that I have new Clairefontaine paper and new J. Herbin ink in the shade of Violette Pensee - I find I now must find a NEW pen which inks a broader stroke. Where will it all end? Keith, you an instigator of many things lovely.

writenow said...

Ah, the buying of a new pen! The very thought lifts the day. If you can stand a slightly fat barrel, you might enjoy the Lamy Al-Star pens. I find these pens, with a fine nib, lay down an excellent line on Clairefontaine paper. And they're just a bit over 30 bucks. I have six of them and they're my favorite pens to write with. (Yes, better than the Sailor and Parker pens I own, and they cost a small fortune.) Such a clear line!