I am away on my honeymoon for the next two weeks. The kinds of writing I expect to get into are quite different than my typical fare.

There will be poolside journaling. One hopes there will be poolside journaling. “One,” in this scenario, is me.

School is out for summer. This first week of break is nearly meeting free. Almost all of my writing is for me, at whatever pace I choose. And practically all of my writing happens seated at a desk.

I felt myself slipping into a rut last week. The excitement I typically feel when deciding on which pen and ink combination to write with had waned. Starting to work felt like more a chore than in quite some time.

So I emptied all but one pen.

The week following a pen group meetup is flush with more inked pens than my usuals six. I’m using a set of seven pen and ink combinations this week.