Moleskin Notebook - Are You Kidding Me?
Survey says top gift for writers is a moleskin notebook
In a recent Writer Gift Survey…
Yes, there is such a thing. I know what you’re thinking. I mean… can you imagine what I’m thinking. A gift survey. For writers. Who knew?
In the survey the top gift was a moleskin notebook.
I read this with astonishment. You cannot move these days without being hectored in an environmentally preachy way. Don’t drive. Do install solar panels. Don’t eat meat. Buy processed milk.
And on it goes. The information machine never stops.
Let’s put all the good stuff to one side shall we? And talk about moles.
Yes, there is such a thing. I know what you’re thinking. I mean… can you imagine what I’m thinking. A gift survey. For writers. Who knew?
In the survey the top gift was a moleskin notebook.
I read this with astonishment. You cannot move these days without being hectored in an environmentally preachy way. Don’t drive. Do install solar panels. Don’t eat meat. Buy processed milk.
And on it goes. The information machine never stops.
Let’s put all the good stuff to one side shall we? And talk about moles.
The mole is an insignificant creature. It is pretty much blind and lives largely underground. It creates mounds of earth in prized lawns. Small terriers enjoy digging these up while the mole watches safely from a distance.
If you happen to see a mole — they are very cute, although ugly. Their skin is velvety smooth. A skin which is apparently of much desire among writers!
Now OK, I get it. You don’t like moles. I don’t like them either. They ruin the garden and you can’t eat them. At least, I don’t think you can. Maybe they’ll release a paper soon telling us to eat mole-burgers instead of methane producing cattle.
But to suggest skinning several moles, they are quite small, in order to cover a notebook for posing with — seems a little cruel.
Not very Chrismassy for Mrs.Mole and the kids.“Where’s Papa?” they cry. “He’s in a writer’s jacket pocket” says Mom, sadly. They are only consoled by Mom saying the writer in question is a top author and Pops didn’t end up in Burger King.
If you happen to see a mole — they are very cute, although ugly. Their skin is velvety smooth. A skin which is apparently of much desire among writers!
Now OK, I get it. You don’t like moles. I don’t like them either. They ruin the garden and you can’t eat them. At least, I don’t think you can. Maybe they’ll release a paper soon telling us to eat mole-burgers instead of methane producing cattle.
But to suggest skinning several moles, they are quite small, in order to cover a notebook for posing with — seems a little cruel.
Not very Chrismassy for Mrs.Mole and the kids.“Where’s Papa?” they cry. “He’s in a writer’s jacket pocket” says Mom, sadly. They are only consoled by Mom saying the writer in question is a top author and Pops didn’t end up in Burger King.
I don’t know how the survey was conducted. Was Moleskin Notebook one of the suggestions? Or did writers from across the globe request that as their top requirement?
Why not a Hedgehog handbag? Or a Possum purse?
It is odd how we care so much about every damn thing these days. And yet, when it comes to moles, not a word. Thank goodness I am here.
Even in my wildest imaginations, a leatherette notebook is my highest aim.
Let’s keep moles in their holes is a phrase I am hoping to sell to the World Wildlife, Farming and Notebook Society. They do quite a charity push this time of year. Chance of a good profit once this shocking news hits the mainstream.
Why not a Hedgehog handbag? Or a Possum purse?
It is odd how we care so much about every damn thing these days. And yet, when it comes to moles, not a word. Thank goodness I am here.
Even in my wildest imaginations, a leatherette notebook is my highest aim.
Let’s keep moles in their holes is a phrase I am hoping to sell to the World Wildlife, Farming and Notebook Society. They do quite a charity push this time of year. Chance of a good profit once this shocking news hits the mainstream.
I will be watching the next survey with much interest. Not words I thought I’d ever use.
Thanks for being with me on this important matter.
Thanks for being with me on this important matter.