(Ok, so I’m a day later in restarting this than I said I would be. I hope you’ll forgive me.)
I love fountain pens. Like love love. Fountain pens are great. A few years ago, Lauren gave me a Lamy Safari, and I was hooked. I can’t stand using ballpoints now. I tolerate a Marvy Le Pen for my pocket notebook since it’s a bit easier to manage for quick notes on the go, but otherwise it’s fountain pens all the way.
I write in my journal with some semblance of regularity. I write letters on occasion. Always fountain pens. I have several now, and a few different inks. The variety of inks is one of the nice things — you can get a bottle of ink you like, and just refill the pen from that. A twelve-dollar bottle of quality ink will last for dozens of refills (I’ve had my most-used bottle for at least four years and it’s still more than three-quarters full); I wouldn’t be surprised if it comes out cheaper than using crappy disposable ballpoints.
On top of that, you are writing with a quality instrument, with poise and power and history behind it. You are in touch with the great writers in history (and some modern ones), you have the satisfaction of using a fine tool, and you likely have less writer’s cramp: fountain pens take far less pressure than ballpoints to put ink on the page, due to the physics of how they work. With a bit of practice, your penmanship will likely improve, too.
I regularly use two or three pens. I have five inked right now; I should probably empty and clean a couple of those. If you leave ink for months in a pen without using it, it can dry out and gunk up, so it’s better to only have a few inked at a time.
Depending on the paper (the smoothness affects the way the pen lays down ink), I do most of my writing with a vintage Parker 45 loaded with Noodler’s Bulletproof Black ink, or a new Kaweco Sport with the sepia ink cartridges they sell. These are my workhorses. For shorter stuff I want to stand out (like poetry or quotes), I use my Lamy Safari with Noodler’s Antietam (a nice shaded red) or an italic-nibbed Pilot Plumix with Noodler’s Navajoe Turquoise. Side note: can you tell what brand of ink I favor?
So, anyway, most people don’t seem to understand my preference for (obsession with?) fountain pens. Of the strange things I like (nerdy card games, pipe-smoking, what have you), this is the one that seems to draw the most attention and fascinated questions when it comes up.
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