At the time, it's intent was for when I was on the go, a place to jot down ideas and play around with short stories. Now, four months later, its actual life has taken on a whole new role.
I started using it more and more for working on my book, and now it's part of my daily routine writing longhand rough drafts at night and transcribing and tweaking in the mornings. I carry my (extra appendage) little red notebook in my...
GI-NORMOUS purse (that I also love because it fits everything from my wallet to my lunch) every day just in case I might have a second somewhere to scribble something. I love writing longhand. It's so freeing. Never thought I would, but I'm all about it now.
I'm mentioning all this because (gasp) my trusty little red friend is about two pages away from being FULL.
Say it isn't so!!! I'm going to have to go buy another one, and I just don't know if we will have the same bond. Sigh... It will have to remain red, because...because it just does. Maybe I'll have to number them and put them in a drawer!
And if you click on the above pic and can read that, you'll get a snippet... (hee hee)