Wide rule, 100 sheets, black cover with white speckles — it’s a Top Flight Composition Book, my humble journal that cost a buck back when I began in September of 2010. I was just about to leave my library job (for the first time), and had turned back to writing, my old friend.
After nearly four years, I have eight pages left to fill with my ramblings, ideas, phone numbers, doodles, excuses, and lists, always the lists of wishful thinking. I have brought it to writing classes, publishing workshops and creative sessions when I tutor young students. It has been stuffed in my travel bag never to be opened, and buried in tubs during our move.
I have written in one of these since I was 16. It is the closest I’ve come to my own bound book between its cardboard covers, and the wide-ruled lines give me plenty of space. This one will be full in a month, or a year, hard to say. Will I buy another one? Or will I move on to one of the more fashionable journals?
I confess I do have my eye on a hipster wide-ruled Moleskin with a hard purple cover. We shall see.
This month I’m taking a photo a day and following the topics of Susannah Conway’s August Break 2014. And why don’t you join me? I double-dog dare you!