Eleven stylish scribblers gathered today, While You Were (all) Sleeping, for an unusual early morning fountain pen meet in the heart of the world’s oldest Chinatown, founded way back in 1594. It was no Breakfast At Tiffany’s, but siomai, siopao and milk tea at the venerable 107-year old Eng Bee Tin’s new flagship deli at Ongpin Street was just as delectable.
Seven Pretty Women and four Clueless men showed up for that never-ending, but always-exciting, routine of trying out each other’s pens and comparing notes on inks and nibs. What keeps us eternally penthusiastic about writing instruments? Love, Actually.
We love the sound of metal nibs gliding smoothly across paper, the rustling of pages in fashionably worn-out journals, even the blemish of ink stains on our fingers. And of course, the company of great minds with equally great writing hands provides the most stimulating motivation of all.
There were some who couldn’t make it despite the notice (hey, You’ve Got Mail), but not to worry. From the looks of it, it’s only the First (of) 50 Dates!