I ask this rhetorically, but of course you can admit your journal addiction too. Please, come in and have a seat. You are welcome here. Can I get you a warm beverage? A generous pour of bourbon?
That’s the spirit! While you were sipping, I took a moment to retrieve my Techo from its hallowed place on my vintage 1980s writing table. See me cradling it in my arms? Hear me whispering sweet words to it in babynese? (“Who’s a good little notebook? You are! Look at your cute widdle bear face!”)
Ahem. My apologies. You see, this is very hard for me, but I have to admit that I… that I… am… a… Hobonichi stan.
IT’S THAT SWEET, SWEET TOMOE RIVER PAPER. (And the nibs sing, “Glidin’, glidin’, glidin’ on the river…”)
This Hobonichi trio’s going to see me through 2018.
- The Hobonichi 5-Year Techo. I wrote a lot about this one recently.
- The Hobonichi Steiff Edition Planner. I wrote a lot about last year’s edition, and my opinion hasn’t changed — it’s just aged like a fine wine.
- The Hobonichi Techo Weeks. I started using this planner in December strictly for work stuff. I’ll write about it once the honeymoon phase is over.
Let me tell you, Hobonichi’s a helluva drug. Back in 2016 when I was fully digital, I never used paper. Never. Now look at me: an ink-stained wretch, surrounded by the wrinkled sheets of some expensive little books.