On my own…..

I don’t seem to be very good at blogging… I have started so many and they have fallen by the wayside, maybe it’s because of my paper fetish!  I find it easier to put thoughts down on paper with a pen.. as a kid and teenager I wrote heaps, keeping diaries was a ritual. I couldn’t sleep unless I had written in my diary, sometimes I had three or four!

I have always loved paper and notepads, journals, diaries, moleskines, anything I can write or doodle in. I have been making books and journals since I was 4 years old…just for the joy of it. I am totally and happily obsessed with books and paper. I love the smell and feel of them, the sight of me buying a new book (which I probably don’t need….) is akin to someone choosing a good avocado or melon…. I hold them, stroke them, smell them, weigh them in my hand….I cannot pass a row of journals or stationary without stopping to look!  I wonder if there is a proper term for this.. it’s more than bibliophilia…paperophilia?