I bought a fountain pen. I purchased it on a whim at an art festival a couple weeks ago. I bought it from a local wood/pen maker, who crafts curios of a sort: pens made out of bone, crafted from wood, or shaped from a fifty-caliber bullet (really). Most of them were firearms based ball-point pens, but he had a few wood crafted fountain pens. I’ve never used a fountain pen, so under the guise of supporting our local community, I bought one.
It was expensive, as such things usually are, but I later spent far more on paper, a journal, a few types of ink, a nib or two, etc. Pen writing, it turns out, is expensive. It’s also just as much of a geekable world as any I’ve seen. Just looking for custom nibs is an exercise in price shock 1.
To complete my venture, I decided that I would not only journal, but I would journal only with my right (non-dominant) hand. It sounds stupid, and perhaps it is, but there is some reason to my madness. Despite being predominantly left-handed, I can in fact write with my right hand, albeit slowly and with a fair bit of messiness. Legible, though, or mostly.
No, seriously, I don’t get it. There seem to be two price range: $15 to $45 and… well, add a zero to the end of those. I could not, for the life of me, figure out why the jump. Quality of material? Writing smoothness? A sacrifice of virgins to the god of writing? All the comments gushed about how great the $30 nib was, whereas the $150 nib included comments like “had to insert a couple brass shims for it to write okay… 5 stars!” Huh? Why are you buying it then!? ↩