Writing My Way: 101

The thought of not being able to see what I just wrote down is unfathomable to me.  The fact that Helen Keller could not see the words on the pages of the books she wrote is heartbreaking to me.  The more that I think about writing, the more I realize just how particular I am about it.  I have no idea where or why I have picked up certain writing habits.  All I do know is that it bothers me right down to my core to use a pen not suited to my tastes.   

First off, I will only use black ink to write almost everything, and I cringe when I have to use a blue pen.  When I write notes, the color pink is strictly for definitions.  Light blue is for important or key words.  Purple is for headings, and green is for examples.  I have many more colors, all with specific uses and meanings that only I will ever understand. 

Color is not the only factor for me when selecting a pen.  The ink must flow smoothly and effortlessly across the page.  Smudging is not an option, so I need a pen whose ink dries rapidly.  The pen cannot be too heavy, too fat, or too skinny.  A comfortable grip is also an added bonus. 

Maybe because I can see, I am losing the meaning of what I am writing.  Perhaps not being able to see would allow me to focus more on what I am actually writing and not as much on the aesthetics. Hopefully will never have to experience being blind, but I will cross that bridge if I get there.  For now, I will continue on with my odd OCD behaviours, as midterms are coming up and there is no time for change!