Since moving to Loughborough and not being within spitting distance of Jak’s stationers (http://www.jakstationers.co.uk) I have become a habituee of The Works where, once inside its atlas-strewn portals I head straight for the notebook section. I generally use three sizes of notebook: A4 for general writing/diary stuff; A5 for poetry and novel notes and A6 for what I laughingly call my handbag (a handbag?)
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which serves for writing down passing thoughts while I’m Out and About.
And I know this is going to sound odd but it does actually happen: that sometimes when I’m nearing the end of a notebook I will have certain thoughts. I might be feeling discouraged (‘what’s the point of clogging up the place with yet another notebook?’) or on the other hand I might be feeling like flaunting myself: and when I sidle up to the notebook shelf in the works I can usually find something that fits the bill. For example, this peacock notebook
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came to me when I was feeling like displaying my prose talents to the world, and the ‘bike’ notebook
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came when I was feeling like giving up. And yesterday I needed a new A4 notebook and what did I find? This one
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which was very serendipitous as I’d been having thoughts along precisely those lines, to whit:
the average is the enemy of the good
the good is the enemy of the best,
but the perfect is the enemy of all.
There is no such thing as the perfect work, and perfectionism is the enemy of anyone trying to produce art.
Kirk out
PS I’m linking here to Brian’s article on a similar theme:
https://bmhonline.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/the-routine-of-writing-blogging-and-busy-lives/
Sarada Gray 
I have a couple of notebooks (A4 and A5) for book notes (since I usually have more than one book on the go), and then my dream diary, and then my general rant diary. None are anything fancy though, but then I don’t have a stationery shop within spitting distance. I like the idea of a nice diary to write my thoughts in, and a nice pen to do the paper justice, but then my handwriting tends to turn to a scribble once my thoughts start to flow and the hand struggles to keep up. Perhaps if I sought out something special I’d take myself, and what I write, a bit more seriously.
PS Thanks for the shout-out 😉
No problem. And I know what you mean about nice paper etc. My writing is inevitably a scrawl, I can’t write neatly to save my life