| carnetdevoyage ( @ 2006-03-07 15:10:00 |
Friends Only
I have two notebooks - that is, currently in use by me. Both are pocket-sized, 3 1/2" x 5" or thereabouts. The first is spiral-bound, with a translucent pink plaid plastic cover that closes with a snap. I have been carrying it daily for more than four years, with gaps, and astonishingly it's still about a third blank. It contains doodles, fragments of fiction, HTML colour schemes in hex code, telephone numbers (many of them jotted down several times when I could not find them in preceding pages), website addresses, brick-and-stone addresses, passwords, notes on museum exhibitions I attended in Montreal, directions, notes on specific times and places where I took photographs ("12:50 - Battery Park, listening to 80s variety radio, watching joggers from bench & view of Statue of Liberty"), kanji/hanzi names of close friends and SSBB contributors, and a hundred fragmentary playlists for future mixes. If I lost it I should not only be very sorry; I would be royally screwed.
The second is a Moleskine design, but not a Moleskine - at the time I bought it (I was 17) I had never heard of "Moleskine" per se, but I had a very good idea of what I wanted and ransacked the shops until I found it. It has a green oilcloth cover, sturdy thread-bound spine, and an elastic to keep it closed. I wish I'd thought of the foldable pocket as it would have come in handy (I always end my trips with an assortment of business cards, ticket ends and backs-of-receipts). I have owned it for longer than the pink one and written in it less on average, since I only carry it on holidays: it's my travel diary, my carnet de voyage. Still it is near to filling up, since when I carry it I write in it intensively.
I only need paper notebooks when I'm out and about. The LJ is for the ten to sixteen hours a day I'm in front of the computer, I always think - except most of what would go in the paper notebook wouldn't make up a blog entry, so things falls through cracks unless I remember. So now there's this. It's an experiment of sorts, and for the moment friends-only. Que sera, sera.
I have two notebooks - that is, currently in use by me. Both are pocket-sized, 3 1/2" x 5" or thereabouts. The first is spiral-bound, with a translucent pink plaid plastic cover that closes with a snap. I have been carrying it daily for more than four years, with gaps, and astonishingly it's still about a third blank. It contains doodles, fragments of fiction, HTML colour schemes in hex code, telephone numbers (many of them jotted down several times when I could not find them in preceding pages), website addresses, brick-and-stone addresses, passwords, notes on museum exhibitions I attended in Montreal, directions, notes on specific times and places where I took photographs ("12:50 - Battery Park, listening to 80s variety radio, watching joggers from bench & view of Statue of Liberty"), kanji/hanzi names of close friends and SSBB contributors, and a hundred fragmentary playlists for future mixes. If I lost it I should not only be very sorry; I would be royally screwed.
The second is a Moleskine design, but not a Moleskine - at the time I bought it (I was 17) I had never heard of "Moleskine" per se, but I had a very good idea of what I wanted and ransacked the shops until I found it. It has a green oilcloth cover, sturdy thread-bound spine, and an elastic to keep it closed. I wish I'd thought of the foldable pocket as it would have come in handy (I always end my trips with an assortment of business cards, ticket ends and backs-of-receipts). I have owned it for longer than the pink one and written in it less on average, since I only carry it on holidays: it's my travel diary, my carnet de voyage. Still it is near to filling up, since when I carry it I write in it intensively.
I only need paper notebooks when I'm out and about. The LJ is for the ten to sixteen hours a day I'm in front of the computer, I always think - except most of what would go in the paper notebook wouldn't make up a blog entry, so things falls through cracks unless I remember. So now there's this. It's an experiment of sorts, and for the moment friends-only. Que sera, sera.