Thursday, November 11th, 2010

The Smell of Paper

Stephanie

In response to yesterday’s post that Karen wrote about loving the smell of books, I agree. Having practically grown up in the public library, I know where she is coming from. But for me, it isn’t exactly about the smell of the books… it’s the smell of the paper. I can remember Mom taking me to the local stationery store when I was small and just falling in love with that scent. Clean, crisp paper. It is obviously still a weakness for me. The earliest memory I have connected to this smell was early 1970 something when my Pop Pop used to bribe me to behave with a fresh tablet of paper when I’d come over to visit. (I am sure this was so he could watch the Yankees & Jets in peace…)

To me, the smell of the paper in a new journal means possibility & adventure. In a used journal, reflection and personal growth.

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16 thoughts on “The Smell of Paper

  1. ahhh this brought me back to my father bringing home these enormous blue page-a-day notebooks that his workplace used to give out (perhaps in order for lawyers to track billable hours?). we’d get the old ones, so i might have been writing in 1984 even though it was already ’87! maybe just a LITTLE related to my planner obsession today? thanks, dad.

  2. ahhh this brought me back to my father bringing home these enormous blue page-a-day notebooks that his workplace used to give out (perhaps in order for lawyers to track billable hours?). we’d get the old ones, so i might have been writing in 1984 even though it was already ’87! maybe just a LITTLE related to my planner obsession today? thanks, dad.

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