My dad had a fountain pen when I was growing up but I was never allowed to use it. Now that I’m all grown up though, I realized that they really aren’t that hard to come by and picked one up.
The first thing I noticed when I got down to using it is just how free flowing it is. It’s really quite freeing in how you draw and write. The nib makes drawing into an ebb and flow sort of business. The angle of the pen really gives more control over the line weight than I’d expected as well.
When I’m trying to concentrate I often find myself making what my partner calls “Amoeba Doodles”. In all the years of filling the columns of books and papers, I’ve never had more fun drawing them out than with this pen. There’s a very satisfactory scratch that the nib makes on the page and it almost becomes painting rather than drawing as you spread the ink outwards to fill in the lines.
I flexed my terrible cursive muscle by writing out my favourite Oscar Wilde quote. Even that was fun.
I think I’ve just found my new card signing pen.