From where or whence it came, I know not... nor do I care. From the first stroke on paper, I knew it was love.
If you don't have one, stop what you are doing, and go get one. LOL.
Yes, I really am blogging about a pen. I have no idea how this thing found its way into my house. But I found it the other day. And first, I used it to write a list of things I had to pick up at the store. Then, I used it to fill out the kids school-picture-day-envelopes. Heaven, people. Smooth gliding ink... rich black color... I swear, my handwriting improved instantly.
I sat down for a bit yesterday with my sketchbook and my new found gel pen. I had ideas tumbling in my head and it was time to get them down on paper. My stars, the pen even made my drawings better. I can't stop thinking about the pictures I drew and making the cool bead ideas that are on those pages. And all because of this wonderful pen.
And, if that weren't enough... I even used it to sign my book contract. Sigh... I feel like such a grown up with my fancy gel pen.
Oh, and I hear them come in other colors too.