I used to keep a sketchbook. When I was in high school I had a pretty good one. I still have it, but it’s a little too big. Sometimes it’s a little too small. My preferences change on whims. Crazy, arbitrary whims (this extends to notebooks as well – earlier this week I was paralyzed with indecision trying to decide whether to write in a lined or unlined one).
As such, I’ve purchased a few new ones in recent years, but never filled more than a handful of pages, partly because the size or shape or weight of the paper was wrong and partly because I’m a spazz and I don’t like to “waste the time” figuring out how to put something together.
A couple weeks ago, after some major mistakes trying to craft a custom order, I decided it might be in my best interest to do a little planning before making future items and I picked up a new book.
I am amazed by how much I sort of love it.
I should probably know this as an adult, but it turns out planning is super useful.
Thinking things through, Internet. It’s a tool you can use.
another common ailment we share! In getting rid of 40% of my stuff I currently have a pile of 13 journals that have about 8 pages written in each one. Why oh why do they seem so good on the shelf at the store and then they come home and refuse to function with you?! It’s like the mirrors at dress shops. The search continues….
Knowing you have one that is functioning and working well for you lifts my hopes (I know you have high journal/sketchbook standards). Maybe today is the day for me too!