I have too many worries. Not only do I think write and how I will, but how and where. Each text comes with special needs: some may not be appearing on the computer monitor, require separate paper or book (and some exaggerated and request special books, Moleskine style that, unfortunately, I can buy). Others under any circumstances can be typed. Moan by a special ink stroke, a color, a type of pen you sent to my right hand a number of orders for motor drawn on paper.
As a good writer, I can not help but bring them current. Do what I ask, on pain of losing that perfect metaphor, the simile lets not get caught if not in black ink, medium stroke, Parker.
must be why, since childhood, joy and suffer as much from love of obejtos library. Notebooks, pencils, notebooks, rubbers (erasers I keep my grandfather's Machine scribe, round, rotating and paintbrush), clips of all kinds.
But of course, unconditional love is protected for the pens.
In first grade I knew I have a Sheaffer pen (the suspect's body gray or blue) I lost on the road and lost innocence. Then I walked for several Parker 45. Even in high school, when youth movements fought for the right to use ball point pen in class, I kept my Parker, which finally succumbed to much chemistry, so physical, so much damn math.
remember another 45 on option, but do not know what became of her. I initiated into the mysteries of the typing and, moreover, wrote poetry with pen of truth, ink and black ink.
When I started my first experiments newspaper, the daily La Nación, I thought of course it was time for an adult pen that I had won, that my name should be written with that smooth, fluid stroke that only offer good pens.
To go to the newspaper was on the 132 and I fell in Paraguay and Florida. There shortened way to a gallery in which, even today is a business that is a pleasure pens (we open brackets for good business in pens, in Parana and Lavalle, the better, even kill you smoke those cigars are enclosed smoking. Another Florida Av Corrientes almost) and gave me my first copy. In the photo, third from left. Parker Rialto Matte pen blue medium line. I regret to say that, though we had an excellent relationship, there was the necessary chemistry between us, and soon wanted another pen.
few years passed and I asked my parents (My father in particular, another fan of the pen, that-tie-ne-u-na-mont-blanc, a gift from a patient) a pen as a birthday present (I think 30). Received (ninth from left.) Parker Inflection a sunset red lacquer body, gold plated 23k nib, and print. Ah ... what a pleasure. We were thick as thieves, thought and action, comparison and synecdoche. Sometimes I look and I write by hand just for the pleasure of feeling it.
But then, I'm rarely satisfied. On a trip in Buquebús bought the boat freeshop Clasisic Cross Century pen Bordeaux (12 from left.). And at some point, the smallest Pilot (The 11) to carry in a wallet.
When I got tired of the Cross, which used only for the agenda, exchanged my Parker Jotter ballpoint pen with a special design that I forgot to pose for the picture (it is with the agenda).
What was missing? Horror did not have a roller! O yes, but best forgotten. Lami came safari red (eighth) and those who do not hit it that I'm thinking, seriously, to banish from the collection.
So ... Remained without roller! An Internet shopping site I went to one of dreams long deferred: Montblanc pen worth what it's worth mostly because of its status than anything else. How would not have it? Montblanc Noblesse Slimline (tenth in the photo) is a pen that the firm built in the 70s. A pen experiment more accessible than the rest, simple design and narrow. There is, with its white star on a special pen, without coupling with BICS and colored markers. Despite all this, and the forest and the amount, not attract me finish. (I still have a good roller!).
The last photo on the right, Cross Ion is a pretty useful to the portfolio of the lady and gentleman's pocket, gel ink, which I also gave my father and I chose me.
In the middle of the picture, you have seen, there are three Parker 51, Jewel never taxi, two of them were from my grandfather, the clerk and the other from a person whose name I do not remember, which I inherited, and why, as heroes who are resting for their dream siemper literature. My grandfather left me also clerk erasers, and the rule used from the first bottom until the last day, and few seem to rule today.
Ugh Are you missing most? A few months ago boludeando Internet, I found a guy who was selling off several new Rialto Parker. I asked him if he knew what he was selling and instructed. He told me he had a library. And wave wave will come, finished selling five pens that checks the quality and authenticity in more detail with fingers that I told my newborn children (the first, red pen, the second green is the pen and will, together with the blue, for my children when they are ready, the fourth, burgundy, is the pen and my love of the moment, plus a pen for my dad and one for my husband), and all that cost me less than it costs them any Conference in a bookstore.
The story does not end here. I still dream of feathers. I see my future a Fisher Space Pen.
And who knows where I take these and other lines? While the word order, I obey. While there are stories to be told, I will seek the special pen to tell it. There worst follies.
