The Paperback Edition…
I had read someplace or perhaps been told by one of my journalism professors that if you plan on writing “The Great American Novel”…which incidentally, I actually did…you should always carry a notebook or some other kind of recording device with you at all times in order to remember anything you may find memorable.
However…for the past year… weekend mornings had not proven to be very productive… or perhaps just not memorable.
Sometimes I was lucky to just be able to read the scrawls that I had “so importantly” jotted down the night before. I picked my notebook up and blinked a couple of times to clear my vision.
My little notebook was not the standard reporter’s notebook that I always carried to work each day…stuffed into my messenger bag.
That size notebook would be too bulky to carry into bars or restaurants plus it would attract a lot of attention.
My “little notebook” was small enough to fit into any of my handbags or even the back pocket of my jeans.
These days I almost always just wore jeans and a tee shirt. The color varied…black or white. In the winter I added a blazer or jacket. If I had a meeting…which was rare… I added a scarf.
It was pretty basic…some might even say boring…but it worked for me.
I flipped the notebook open and placed it in front of my half-opened eyes. Squinting a little, I saw that I had only managed to scrawl on two pages and neither page had any of my trademark exclamation marks…well, well…
Two pages were hardly worth the effort it would take right now to decipher. I was pretty sure it was just junk anyway…
I had been in a junk mood yesterday.