Some of my better pen and pencil cases are in that shot, too. I got the Egyptian one in NYC, and it says “The British Museum” on the back. Since I’ve been to the British Museum, I didn’t think buying it in NY was cheating too much. ^_^
But these aren’t all my pens. The less interesting ones are in a drawer. Wanna close-up? I know you do. ^_^
I started collecting years ago. Now I wander into the office supply section of whatever store I go in and look for sales or oddities. My friends are complete enablers of my addiction, I’m pleased to say. Over the years, they’ve given me bird pens:
Sparkly pencils and one from Brown University:
and a pen-cup shaped like a large recycling can:
One person even carved a pen and case for me, etching my name into it, too:
And I’ll never forget the Pierre Cardin set my mom gave me when I graduated college:
Have I used them all, you ask? But of course. I’ve gotten a little OCD about their first usage. To try them out, I take out a white sheet of paper and write “This is a [whatever-colored] pen. With some of my larger sets, that’s taken quite a while. It’s bizarre, I know, but what is life without a little strangeness? I mostly use the very odd-colored ones for editing first drafts or doing critiques. Nothing stands out quite like sparkly neon orange.
I love it when people walk into my office and ask if I have a pen they can borrow. Most of the time, I manage to say “No” with a straight face.
Do you have any collections? Or as I call them, addictions? ^_^