I’m writing this from Lucca, Italy on the first leg of my Italy/Switzerland adventure.
I’ve learned a handful of things that make Europe unique, but I will save that for my next blog post.
This time I’m going to talk about a simple product I purchased in Florence that I would recommend to anyone: a leather-bound writing booklet.
I’ve always maintained a journal for sporadic inspirations, however one thing has changed from the plastic green, college ruled spiral notebook that I used before to the golden brown, handcrafted leather book, adorned with an iris on the front:
I am excited to write in it.
Over the past three days I have not been able to put the darn thing down and I think I know why:
A connection with royalty
I’m sure great writers of the past used notebooks more similar to this and it invokes a feeling that transcends time. Instead of bringing me back to my high school days with a steel bound spiral notebook, I can imagine that I too am navigating uncharted waters of literature with the greats.