Scribble

I have a deep appreciation for writing tools, and pens are at the top of that list. I love a well-made ballpoint pen—my favorite is the Jetstream Prime—but there’s always been one thing that bothers me: the rattle. Even with high-end precision pens like the Montblanc Meisterstück, there’s often a slight clatter between the pen tip and the barrel. It’s a tiny detail, but sometimes, that small distraction disrupts my rhythm and pulls me out of the writing flow I enjoy so much.

That’s why fountain pens have always intrigued me. Over the years, I’ve tried a few, but none felt quite right, and I wasn’t ready to invest in an expensive (those over $500) one blindly. But recently, I made an unexpected discovery—I excavated my long-lost favorite fountain pen. I say “excavated” because I genuinely thought it was gone, but it had been tucked away in a drawer with my old pens all along.

This pen is special. It’s a Parker fountain pen, gifted to me by my aunt when I started college over 30 years ago. Writing with it again brought back a familiar joy. The way it glides across the paper is almost perfect, occasionally offering the slightest resistance, as if nudging me to pay attention. It’s a quiet, elegant companion I hadn’t realized I missed so much.

The only challenge now is finding the right paper. Moleskine notebooks, I’ve learned, aren’t ideal—the paper is too thin, and the ink tends to bleed through.

Thankfully, Parker still sells compatible ink cartridges, so I can keep using this pen for years to come. Unfortunately, I don’t know the exact model. Even after some Googling, I haven’t found an exact match. But that doesn’t matter. All I hope for now is to enjoy writing with this old friend for as long as I can.