Why is this journal an act of madness?
I made it late at night when thoughts go wild. The pages spoke to me. Don't just stick to long stitch and wrap me around with stiff old hide, like any other book. Caress me in soft white leather, play with my fringe. Make me impractical, the sort of book that will take a drama to open and close. Make me into an act of madness. Then I will be yours forever.
Well, anyway, you can see what the book is like in the pictures, rather impractical - the opening and closing of it being a dramatic statement in itself. A book for display, a book that is proud of itself, a rather pompous silly book in fact, sufficient to make Dard H turn in his grave, perhaps.
For whom would it be suitable, one wonders? Not someone who wants to hide in a corner making secret jottings.
I absolutely LOVE this journal, not sure what that says about me though! Hehe :]
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