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Moleskine’s back

I do not regret the iPad I bought in August last year. Neither do I regret the good money paid for a gadget that accompanies me nearly everywhere because of its versatility – a repository for my books, magazines and newspapers; movies to watch where I feel most comfortable; accessing the wealth of the world wide web anywhere, anytime; applications which serve a functional purpose; a teacher’s tool in the classroom. However, I am disappointed for having surrendered so completely to its multifarious seductions.

Today, I took a step towards weaning myself off such a manifest magnetic pull. The simple act of pulling out a Moleskine notebook and pencil was enough to leave the iPad staring blankly at me,  its black screen blacking out the temptations that lay behind it. Within minutes of me staring blankly into nothingness, fingers which had grown accustomed to tapping at a keyboard were instead rediscovering the pleasure of scribbling down ideas on lined paper.

The skeleton of a poem that lay undisturbed for many months twitched slightly back to life.

A quiet day = twice the profit

So much profit can be made out of  a quiet day.

Profit 1

By 0730 I was already stripping down to my shorts and T-shirt at ir-Ramla tal-Mixquqa (renamed Golden Bay by the British colonizers because they found the Maltese version to be quite a tongue twister). I hadn’t been doing  any sport, apart from the occasional trek, in a long while so this first jog was to be a gentle reminder to the heart that it must be prepared to start exerting itself again. Twenty minutes was the plan, twenty minutes is what I did. If truth be told though, the heart was pounding louder and harder than that made by the impact of my leaden legs on the sand.

Profit 2

My intention was to soak up some winter sunshine while listening to and rating a Hits of the 80scompilation at the Upper Barrakka Gardens in Valletta. Instead, on a bench located towards the quieter back part of the garden, I got out my Moleskine notebook and flipped through the pages. On one of them, I had a spider-gram with a few thoughts I had jotted down weeks earlier. Glancing at it, some new ideas sparked in my head, stimulating the pen to paper. Before I knew it, my watch had fast-forwarded by 3 hours and a near complete draft of my first-ever short story had spread itself across 5 pages!

 

 

 
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