New pages

Okay. I’ve neglected this blog long enough. And I owe Louise a post.

I received my new Moleskine notebook in the mail today. It’s a lovely little notebook, black leather cover, crisp, smooth pages, fits perfectly inside the inner pockets of my bag where the security guards at work won’t question its presence because they won’t know it’s there. I bought it off eBay ph at P500 – almost half the retail price.

I like having new notebooks. When I was a pimply little primary school kid in Singapore, I used to go to NTUC almost every week to buy new notebooks. I wrote a lot back then. Stories about plucky little heroines having grand adventures, most of which I never even finished. Then, after a few years, I would betray myself and throw the notebooks away because I thought the stories I wrote were stupid. I was afraid someone would read them.

I’ll tell you one thing – the stories I wrote when I was a kid are a lot less stupid than the ones I wrote as an adult. I never finished most of those either.

So, with this new notebook fresh and crisp and waiting to be lovingly written in, I’ll try to do something I hardly ever do. I will write a story. And I will finish it.