If you had to snuggle with a punctuation mark, which would you choose?
Although I have never in my life awoken in the morning feeling like P. Diddy, I regularly wake up in the morning feeling like the author of the next great American novel, a feeling that I wish I spent more time preserving in my journal before I put on my sensible work shoes and walk out my apartment door.
No, I do not know Virginia Woolf’s official stance on bras. However, let’s put it this way: she wrote that a woman needed five hundred pounds and a room of her own to write fiction—not five hundred pounds, a room of her own, and an uncomfortable, expensive, and otherwise constraining undergarment. Enough said.
Meditations on Poké Balls, mermaid breasts, and a coloring book for grown-ups!
Craft “a salad of many herbs” for your reading and writing pleasure.
Revel in the oddities of graphology and share your undoubtedly gorgeous pen(wo)manship with the world!
We open with two of the greatest lesbian musical acts of the last two generations and close with three songs clearly selected only because their titles contain the word “diary.” In between, there are some (mostly depressing, strangely folk-y) songs that I like.
“Prepare yourselves for the ferocious arguments that will take place in the comments, and the relationships that will founder on the rocks of disagreement. Today, we discuss the Moleskine notebook.”
Adventures in non-normative handedness.
As you browse through the weighty stack of applications submitted by the many humans hoping to romance you, remember: journaling is hot.
What say you, my dear queer diarists? Are your journals destined to go up in flames? Or are you already planning the exhibition on your journal-writing career?
Five journaling ideas to warm the cockles of your frozen heart.
A rollicking retrospective of my journaling life as a crush monster.
Turn a book by a dead white man into an instrument of your journaling agenda!
I am a New Year’s Resolutions skeptic, but this year will be a little different.
Can you sum up your year in three words? One song? It’s time to journal your year in review!
What I want to talk about is journaling with tea, a practice that has, over the last several years, woven itself firmly into the metaphorical fabric (specifically chambray) of my being.
I don’t know whether it’s the snow that has begun falling in picturesque flakes outside my window or the blizzard of end-of-year lists on my Twitter feed, but it suddenly seems like ‘tis the season for curling up with a good book.
Queer your notebook with tech!
A selection of three handy dandy printables to help you document your pumpkin pie extravaganza.