I wrote it, so at least I know it’s worth reading

Dr. Dr. Master Alberic Albright was a child prodigy. His genius knew no bounds and he became equally adept at HRTM ((Hotel Restaurant Tourism Management)), genetics and engineering. The last two degrees were why he felt qualified to manipulate his genetics to produce his son, which he affectionately called ‘hilarious proof for why man shouldn’t play God.’

— A Pixelated Novel (currently in progress)

If I had to make a list of the things that have saved my life, it would be short and sweet.

1. My Moleskine.
2. My hobo-stabbing knife.
3. My larger, slower friend Gabe’s cell phone being on the loudest setting ((… May he rest in peace.))

If you have no idea how often I get my ideas from earlier incarnations of myself, let me tell you: it’s a lot. I essentially have a two-second memory. ((The go-to joke here would be ‘where was I?’ But I’m not your go-to comedian. I’m your go-to blogger. It’s good I pointed that out now before you went to buy tickets for my show. Now where was I?)) So when I’m having my crazy improvised conversations with my friends, acquaintances, or suicide hotlines, it’s imperative for me to have something to write on. ((Note to self: Suicide is not the solution?? What problems are they talking about that follow you into your grave? Better check this out just to be safe.))

This is the reason I have a Moleskine. If you don’t know what a Moleskine is, imagine a regular journal is a miniature teddy bear; a Moleskine would be the Kraken that practices ritualistic sodomy on this teddy bear. And it’s not just because some doctor said so, writing down your ideas is a way to maximize your creative output.

I’ve been through this same quandary for years. When I was in middle school, I had large 8.5″ x 11″ notebooks I would draw in while pretending to take notes. When I entered high school I used the ‘fat little notebooks’ that were far too fat and too easily torn in a fight. When I played journalist, I bought a tape recorder and would record my ideas as I had them instead of what my interviewees were saying ((This was tricky business because even the most innocuous of notes to self (like ‘buy deodorant’) were taken to be an insult to whatever feminist group I was talking to.)). Of all of these methods, Moleskines work the best. I can’t sing my praises high enough. ((Because I am male and a baritone.))

Hey, if it’s good enough for Neil Gaiman, it’s almost good enough for me. I am thankful for… Moleskines because they allow me to package my ideas in the moment so that I can expand upon them later. ((Original idea for post came from my Moleskine.))

Dr. Dr. Master Alberic Albright was a child prodigy. His genius knew no bounds and he became equally adept at HRTM ((Hotel Restaurant Tourism Management)), genetics and engineering. The last two degrees were why he felt qualified to manipulate his genetics to produce his son, which he affectionately called ‘hilarious proof for why man shouldn’t…