When I was a little girl, one of my favorite places was the stationary store. Pens, notebooks, and letter writing stationary were alluring and even comforting to me. I kept daily diaries from elementary school on, and maintained many pen-pal relationships. I know today most people do things electronically, but I am content, and yes, comforted, to get out my little stack of notebooks at the start of a day. Functionality is important of course, but rather than let a rigid sense of discipline alone help me choose them, I always choose what I find beautiful. That usually means I’ll actually use them.
List-making in a Dark Time
For any other list-makers out there, I published this on HerStories yesterday.""In this time of quarantine, my lists are offering me space outside of the walls of my home, a way of making sense of chaos, a self-imposed structure on structure-less days, and even a way...
Stationary is a small comfort for me, as well. Thank you for sharing your small comforts. My work space is nearly littered with beautiful notebooks, big and small. And the pens…file folders with tiny flowers…embroidered pencil bags…It’s magical how much comfort these small possessions can bring.
Stationary is a small comfort for me, as well. Thank you for sharing your small comforts. My work space is nearly littered with beautiful notebooks, big and small. And the pens…file folders with tiny flowers…embroidered pencil bags…It’s magical how much comfort these small possessions can bring.