
Collecting pens as a practice in happiness
February has been a month for thinking through how to size my pen collection. Am I curating a small perfect-for-me assortment or accumulating sets of models I enjoy? Am I building a collection that can continually surprise me?
I’m considering that these goals may miss the point. Perhaps there is no “right” size to a pen collection. My trays might simply need to include pens that make me smile — and bring joy to my writing.

Trusting my friends all the way to ten inked pens
My friend Jo extended their brother’s offer to bring inks back from where he lives in Japan last December. Jo was particularly interested in a line of three limited Pilot inks from Tokyo: Shimbashi-iro, Edo-Murasaki, and Fukugawa-nezu. Two bottles of each; six in total.

Pen collecting and the power of rediscovery
My thinking last week was that the proper size of a collection — for me — may sit somewhere between accumulating complete assortments of pens and between having “one of each type” of writer represented within your collection. How one might tell when they’ve achieved full pen-ness? Is representation my goalpost?
What if I, instead, measure success based on how interested in writing my collection keeps me — and not on accumulation/curation?

Shifting towards pens and inks that get me excited
I can’t always explain why a set of currently inked pens drives me back to the page. This week’s seven are doing just that.
I added four new pens to the weekly kit. Pens I haven’t used in a while — the Ondoro and Pelikan, especially. All paired with old favorite inks. Spicy.