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Enter the Date on ALL Your Notes

Get into the habit of writing the date next to your notes, and you may not need to bother with numbering pages or making a table of contents.

I don’t over-organize my morning pages or my capture notebooks, but I do put the date next to each entry.

Since I often use these notebooks to map out plans, record questions, and think out logistics for myself, it’s handy to be able to refer to particular entries without having to rewrite everything.

Let’s say you have a meeting with your accountant on February 27.

And let’s say a rather involved tax-related question popped into your mind the other day and you grabbed your trusty capture notebook, wrote out your thoughts and questions about it in there, and dated the entry (let’s say it was February 5 when you thought of the question).

You can drop a note to yourself in your tickler file that reminds you on the day of the meeting: “Check out note about taxes — capture notebook, Feb 5”

Very handy.

And of course, routinely putting the date on your notes is an excuse to use one of these.

I usually just stamp the day’s date on my capture notebook each morning, and let the games begin from there.

notebook page with date stamp on top, and handwritten notes under the date


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2023-02-13


Mess Up Your Good, Premium, Luxury Notebooks

You know the ones: the ones with the creamy paper, the ones with the little envelope built into the back cover, the pre-printed index, the dot grid, or the lined pages, or the smooth blank pages where the website showed an artist’s delicate watercolor rendering of a fern.

The ones with the pristine covers with muted, sophisticated colors, or vintage renderings of wilderness scenes, or the ombre effect.

The ones where the makers include a tiny brochure telling you how awesome this notebook is, how sustainable the paper is, or how they are fifth-generation stationers from a storied seaside town.

The “fountain pen friendly” paper ones. The ones with the coptic binding, the skinny grosgrain ribbons.

The ones that seem too good to use. The ones where you wince a little inside, when you realize what stashing it in your pocket just did to it. (Now it’s all bent up!)

These are the notebooks you need to mess up.

four unused luxury notebooks fanned out on tabletop

These are the ones you need to write in with your scrawly handwriting, and cross stuff out in, or get eraser marks grubbing up the finish of that once-pristine page.

Listen up: notebooks are alive, in a thingy-sort of way. Or, they could be alive; much more alive than they are untouched on the shelf or in the drawer, but they need you to bring them to fully living status.

Your notebooks need you to mess them up.

Until YOU MESS UP your notebook by actually using it, it is just like any other blank notebook by that maker. It is interchangeable. It has no uniqueness yet. It is waiting. It is in limbo. It is passed by, over and over again, because you think you are not good enough to use it.

But what if it thinks it’s not good enough for YOU to use it? Don’t make your beautiful notebooks sad.

Okay; I just noticed that you’re looking at me funny.

So let’s think of it this way, then:

Consider the notebook makers.

What about those fifth-generation stationers who go to great lengths to source wonderful paper, to find skilled craftspeople who will bind it just right, so that the binding lies flat when you open that notebook?

What if you were the notebook maker? If you went to all that work to design and manufacture a notebook you thought would be totally awesome for someone to use, what would be cooler to you, five or twenty or fifty years from now:

A) Someone gives you back one of the notebooks you made; and it is pristine, untouched, still in the wrappings.

B) Someone shows you one of the notebooks you made that they used; or that maybe their grandparent used, and it’s a mess. Writing. Doodles. At some point maybe ?? Somebody dropped it in a bathtub? Or was that a coffee spill? And dried it out again, and kept using it.

Yeah: you don’t get that used notebook back. That one is special! It’s unique.

And it’s no longer the stationery company’s notebook anymore, is it?

The maker of the notebook manufactures it. But the joy of making is when someone else USES what you made!

And the ultimate maker of the notebook is the one who messes up a blank notebook, and transforms it into something else. A journal. A log book. A writer’s notebook. A sketchbook. Jottings. Scribblings. Musings. False starts. Mundane reminders. Seeds of greater things.

Now that notebook no longer belongs to the manufacturer. It belongs to the one who messed it up.

So give your notebooks life.

Use them. Use them! Literally: it was for YOU to use them, that they were made!

Mess them up!

That is the best thing that could possibly happen for these beautiful notebooks.

Only then, after YOU mess them up, do they become unique and irreplaceable.


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Notes

Re the notebooks in that photo above? I’m totally going to mess those up.

Tip o’ the Fountain Pen

To Greg Morris, whose post, and its subsequent discussion, inspired this one.

Resources

Chris Wilson shares some great ways to start messing up your new notebook.

References

Morris, G. (2023) Greg Morris - A New Notebook, 12 February. Available at: https://www.gr36.com/2023/02/12/a-new-notebook.html (Accessed: 13 February 2023).

Wilson, C. (2020) ‘7 ways to start a notebook,’ Sketchy Ideas, 5 May. Available at: https://sketchyideas.co/7-ways-to-start-a-notebook/ (Accessed: 13 February 2023).

Havron, A. (2022) ‘The Souls of Things: Decluttering and Disposal as Sacred Acts,’ Anna Havron, 3 February. Available at: https://www.annahavron.com/blog/the-souls-of-things-decluttering-and-disposal-as-sacred-acts (Accessed: 13 February 2023).

2023-02-13

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