It just so happened today that both my favorite pen and this particular writers notebook ran out of steam at just about the same moment. It was not planned that way at all; I just grabbed a pen from my purse and headed out to the porch.
I suppose if you want to get technical, my notebook isn’t *all* done. I like to leave a few blank pages at the end…and in this case, my pen quit writing in the middle of the page right before I can mentally say “this notebook is done.” I could have gotten up and gone inside to get a different pen. After a bourbon and sprite, though, I was content to just let the notebook be done, despite my brain screaming, “It’s not done!!”
Tomorrow I’ll get a new writer’s notebook ready to go – Allen Vol VI. I suppose in the last couple of years I’ve done a bunch more writing than I thought. I like the symbolism of a new month and a new notebook. One of my goals will be to end a notebook and a year at the same time. Perhaps that will be a 2014 resolution.