Fountain Pen Stories – Oct 2015

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Here are contributions of fountain pen stories for October 2015. Stories have been edited slightly for language and coherence.

I Draw With Fountain Pens, And I Collect Pink Ones – Annie, Singapore

The first time I got into contact with a fountain pen was in school. I’m studying architecture and drawing was an important part of our curriculum. Of course, drawing was done not only with pencils but also with technical pens. We had to purchase technical pens by Rotring for our drawing exercise. Rotring pens are not easy to use unlike fountain pens with customised nibs. The technical pens are basically a pointed needle where the ink flows out, and it breaks REALLY easily too. So fountain pen is really a much better alternative to obtain nice strokes for drawings.

My first fountain pen was a Lamy Safari, because it was new in the market then and really affordable. It took me some time to really get used to writing and drawing with fountain pens, and now, I use them for my daily activities!

So how did I develop this obsession with pink fountain pens? It started with me going to Eslite bookstore in Taiwan, where they had a promotion of a pink Lamy Safari. They said it was exclusive to Eslite Taiwan and being a pink worshipper, I kinda had to get it. So I got it but realised after a few months the pink Lamy was sold everywhere else!

Next came the Kakuno series where the fountain pens were even more affordable. And then the list went on… Pilot Prera… Platinum Cool & Plasir… Kaweco… Ohto… basically anything that is PINK.

My Nib Split Like A Ballet Dancer – Alt Haven, Singapore

My Lamy 2000 took a head (nib) first fall from my table at the office to the carpeted floor below. I am sure the judges would score it 10/10 for the beautiful streamlined body doing dive. The gold nib took the brunt of the impact and do a gymnastic split which it didn’t recover from. I was so sad and anguished that I quickly took a picture and posted it on SFPL. I was hoping to get some consolation from people who would understand the pain at the sight of a split nib. The comments and consolations came in fast and furious. There were two kind souls namely Urner and Sunny who volunteered to fix my poor pen. It was a stroke of luck that the monthly pen meet was the next day. I took Sunny up on his offer and he resurrected the Lamy 2000. Everyday when I get to my desk at work, I would look down and see the ink spot from that fateful day. 

My First Fountain Pen – Joji Bear,

My first fountain pen was as much a reward as it was a gift from my Year 6 teacher. I was 10 years old, and it was the first time I had ever received anything meaningful from a teacher.

It began, as a story featuring any 10 year old generally does, with boredom. In school, we had been taught to write in joined-up handwriting that generally looks like this. But with a father whose interest lay in archaeology and who was often visiting the British Museum, I came to be very interested in loopy, cursive text.

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One day, while out shopping with my parents, I came across a calligraphy kit and asked I could have it. They said yes, it was bought and brought home, and I set to work, copying over the curly calligraphic text with many sheets of tracing paper and pencils. I practised and practised and practised until eventually my handwriting form was more frequently an immature version of my current hand. My teacher was so impressed that she gifted me with a fountain pen, which I used all the time until I could not find it. (Things often went missing in my house around that time, as we were packing and moving houses.)

I couldn’t tell you which pen it was because there were no markings on it that were distinctive enough for me to remember. I can only recall that it was purple and looks a little like a Lamy Safari only with a rounder barrel and without the distinctive triangular grip.

A bit of a shame, really, that I no longer have this pen. It would have made an excellent keepsake, and maybe heirloom.

N.B. Teachers, in general, have given me many meaning things over the years, even before the fountain pen, but this, somehow, is always the first thing I think of.

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Got a story, too? Write to me at maybelline@onfountainpens.com and share with me about it! A nice picture to accompany would be a great bonus! Some ideas of stories you could share about:

  • Your most memorable fountain pen
  • What you’re targeting to get next, and why
  • How you started on fountain pens
  • Accidents that happened with fountain pens
  • How you “poisoned” others to use fountain pens too

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