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Battered but Triumphant

Posted by Dirck on 9 February, 2018

I was going to recreate what should have appeared as last week’s Friday Film, but two things intervened.  The lesser thing was an idiot howling about a desire for a military parade.  The greater was that a friend, after a long, expensive, and exhausting campaign, wrested great victory from the clutching hands of Academia.  He was, if we may quote the musty phrase of Oxford’s capitulation, “granted leave to supplicate for the degree of Doctor of Philosophy.”

If anything deserves a victory parade, it’s a doctorate from Oxford.

A day of rejoicing and thanks!

Today’s unintentionally thematic pen: Kaweco Student
Today’s ink: Kaweco blue

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Posted by Dirck on 1 February, 2018

This Week’s Pens Inks How Much Novel Progress
  •  2,737 words typed.

You might think, with that relatively high word count, I’d be a happy fellow.

Hey, look, I’m using foreshadowing, like a writer.

It has, by most other metrics, been a fairly abominable week… and a bit.  I’m not going to share the whole sad yarn, but one form of woe which came to the house lately I will offer here, because it’s a kind which I have shared previously.  We have lost yet another cat.  This time, at least, it’s a loss which we saw coming, because unlike so many of the others, this chap lived to the sort of age we expect a cat to last to.  He was the child of she who passed from us eight years back (good heavens, but haven’t I been at this while?), and was creeping stealthily toward his nineteenth birthday.  Alas, like so many desirable prey will, it seems to have noticed him stalking it, and fled away.

He made a pretty good hunt of it, though.  Farewell to Oberon, then.

And because he was adopted by the wrong sort of people, his full name was Oberon Kenobi.

Our sole survivor, Hercule, is as bereft as you might expect from looking at this. Once we’ve cleaned up the place a little, we’ll be seeking new companions for him.

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Posted by Dirck on 26 March, 2015

Day What How Much Duration Pen Ink
  • 23 March
  • 24 March
  • 25 March
  • 26 March
  • Choose Your Own Unspeakable Doom.
  • The same…
    • …and a start on short story “Then Tell, Oh Tell…” because a rather nice opening for it came to me during my break this morning.
  • Deja Doom
  • Eight manuscript pages.
  • Eight pages all told.
  • Six pages
  • Eleven pages
  • 45 min.
  • 40 min.
  • 30 min.
  • 55 min.

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Let’s ALL Sing the Doom Song!

Posted by Dirck on 20 March, 2015

In a previous progress report, I included a reference to the “Doom Song”.  It occurred to me that some people might not know what that reference is… and I’m enough of a jerk to inflict it upon you:

However, I’m not so much of a jerk that I won’t add some context… although admitting to liking the show (a lot) might not shine the most flattering of lights in my own direction.

I’ll also point out that I’m being conscientiously non-jerky in declining to add a link to the product of combining a diseased imagination and editing software; if you care to look for it yourself, you can find a ten hour extended mix of the song.

Today’s pen: Kaweco Sport

Today’s ink: Quink black

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Posted by Dirck on 12 March, 2015

Day What How Much Duration Pen Ink
  • 10 March
  • 11 March
  • 12 March
  • Choose Your Own Unspeakable Doom.
  • Eleven (!!) manuscript pages.
  • Seven pages.
  • Five pages, and furious cross-referencing.
  • 50 min.
  • 40 min.
  • 35 min.

…and also, one of my stories (“A Mighty Fortress is Our God”) just went out for critique by strangers via Critters.Org.  I may not be a perfeshunal yet, but I’m trying hard.

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Art… possibly.

Posted by Dirck on 6 March, 2015

If you’ve spent seven years putting together something that has no actual purpose, one would hope it rates as art.  It’s in a museum, too:

If not art, then… educational material?  Oh, the indignity!

Today’s pen: Kaweco Sport
Today’s ink: Quink black

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Things to Avoid

Posted by Dirck on 11 April, 2014

An odd entry on the Friday Filched Film– someone else talking about pens.  What’s odd is that I’m giving it space here, even though I disagree with almost everything said in the first five minutes, and spend the rest of the item switching between quite nodding and surging to my feet, finger poised in the attitude of argument, shouting, “Now just a darned minute, buster!”  I don’t necessarily agree with the suggestions or the reasons, but I support the reasoning process that leads to the suggestions.  Plus, there’s some pretty pens.

He also has the grace to not say, “If you disagree with me, U R STOOPID!!!1!”  For my part, I am more given to positive recommendations than negative– I’ve got pages crammed with suggestions for new users young and less so, while the only pen I really urge anyone to avoid is that horrid Apis.

Today’s pen: Wality 52
Today’s ink: Noodler’s La Coleur Royale

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Take as Required

Posted by Dirck on 10 January, 2014

A couple of films for Friday, one very short, one very long, and both meant as a counter-agent to all the wintry misery many of us have had this week.

Yep. It’s a magical place.

Today’s Pen: Kaweco Sport (casual day!)
Today’s ink: Iroshizuku Fuyu-Syogun (as a means of placating the roaring brute outside)

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A Fig for Convention

Posted by Dirck on 3 September, 2013

I’m given to overdressing.  I may even be accused of taking a small and slightly guilty joy in it.  When I thus complain of being over-dressed today, we run up against another of the odd conceptual wombles of the English language.  I like dressing a couple of stages of formality above what the daily average really calls for.  I dislike being stifled under too many layers of overly heavy cloth.  As an aside, I dislike under-dressing taken in either sense to much the same degree, but today I could only really manage it on the formality front.

I don’t mean to complain about warm weather.  Apart from general principles of Canadian life, the end of last winter was such a protracted affair that an extension of summery-ness is just about due.  Looking at it in that light, I welcome the rather Floridian cast to today’s weather.  Florida in my own experience, I should say, which was in February– hot, muggy, perhaps even sultry.  We are promised at least a week more of similar, and I’ll happily clap onto it as a mere freak of weather rather than fidget about its implications for the global climate.  Taken with last May… and much of July, frankly… there’s no serious effect on the year’s average.

There is, however, an effect on me, the idiot clothes horse.  This past weekend was Labour Day, which I imagine was moved from May 1 to keep North American industrialists from getting too worried about the Reds, and the revealed word of Fashion has it that this particular holiday is the border beyond which summer kit must not cross.  So I left the house this morning wearing something other than my linen jacket and Panama hat.

Swelter.  Misery.  Bedragglement.

And so, Fashion, the back of my hand to you.  The summer kit will bow to the weather, not the calendar.  I’ll want ten layers of wool soon enough.

Today’s pen: Pelikan P488 (and a good job it’s not a black hard rubber model)
Today’s ink: Kaweco blue-black

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Contrary Materials

Posted by Dirck on 26 August, 2013

Last week, there was a thread on one of the fountain pen fora in which someone sought direction in the mysteries of de-croggling a couple of Waterman Phileases which had both done a high dive onto a firm plane.  He got that direction from several readers, including but not primarily me, and as of last report had one of them back on its nibs.  Part of the initial complaint was a lamentation that a couple of point-fixers he’d contacted had declined to have anything to do with the effort.

Not because the described damage seemed too extensive for a good outcome.

Because the points were steel.

Coincidentally, I was, when I stuck my oar in on the forum thread, about to embark on a similar repair on a Sheaffer Prelude (which is the nucleus for a page on my site that is slowly crystalizing), which is also steel pointed.  I didn’t join the chorus of oh-how-could-theys which attended the thread, but the thought was present.  A few days later… well, I can see the why they’d decline a little more clearly, although I’m not striking the possibility of steel point repairs from my own list of services.

I think most of us know from a functional standpoint the main attributes of gold and steel.  Steel is rather less decorative, and gold is a bit of a bust as a steak knife.  Gold is still the winner at corrosion resistance.  Steel is far more readily available, and good thing; imagine how much a building would cost if the girders were going at $1,000 an ounce.  Both can be good in the role of pen points, especially with some of the more corrosion-resistant formulations of steel that have come about since… oh, let’s say 1950.  From an initial fabrication standpoint, the difficulties of either material are about equal, and the difference in cost between a pen with one point or the other is (mainly) the cost of the material rather than its powers.

However, the reworking of either is an other matter.  Steel doesn’t bend as willingly as gold; it’s a less ductile material.  Once bent, it is more likely to resent being bent back to where it was.  Gold, particularly in the alloyed forms found down the end of pens, and steel are both subject to stress fracturing, but it’s a lot easier to talk nice to gold and jolly it along.  A steel point will present attempts to return it so shape with a need to cry, “Good enough!” when a gold one will arrive at near-perfection.

I speak of cold-working, of course.  If one is set up for de- and re-tempering, the matter takes one a different complexion… but so would the cost of the repair.  A lot of point-repair dances along the edge of economic viability.  Retipping costs a lot, and many people will prowl for a donor pen of similar cost rather than pursue that service.  Removing kinks from a steel point is as much if not more work than from gold, and one can more reasonably suggest the finding of a new one most of the time with a sense of having saved the seeker money.  The Phileas is a little different at the moment, since there’s a bit of a spike in costs (people know they’re good above their on-paper appearance, and the market is bubbling) and no other pen’s point is an exact match in decor, so I understand the preference for repair, but I also understand the preference on the other side to avoid sullen looks when saying, “it will cost X to fix” when X is rather more than the strict value of the part.

That Prelude is, by the way, working.  As it used to?  Probably not, since there’s still a little deformity of the slit (I use the word “microscopic” advisedly; 10X is enough to see it, but only just) that I’m not getting rid of without angering the spirits of metal fatigue.  There’s some naked-eye sense of wrongness in it, too, some wobbles in the reflections.  But it works, it’s not unpresentable, and I don’t think I’ve done myself or the client a serious injury with the charge attached to the work.  We’ll see if future sullen looks change my opinion on addressing repairs on steel.

Speaking of which, I spent roughly an hour and a half applying a variety of increasingly sullen looks and other tools to that Vacumatic I made such a production over at the start of the month.  I have never seen a Vacumatic diaphragm which has become so integrated into the fabric of the barrel it was mounted in.  I stopped when I heard someone say, “Damn it, I know I’ve got a rat-tail file somewhere in this joint!” and there was no one else in the room.  Work-hardened rubber introduced some fatigue cracks to my serenity, and the sulfurous material dramatically reduced my clarity of purpose.   Good thing it’s not a rush job.

Today’s pen: Pelikan P488
Today’s ink: Kaweco blue-black

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