The notebook that is nearly the finishing lines was an accident. Its one of those cheap reporter pads and was meant for making notes at the LBF but on the train journey I started writing a new scene and carried on from there. Because it was a cheap notebook - I didn't feel bad for writing rubbish or ripping out pages. There was a sort of freedom.
I have several choices for the next notebook. A penguin '1984' notebook, a moleskine book (A5 in size, bigger than my normal selection), a notebook with wide lines (i like the small lined books) or buy another reporters pad. I love buying stationery. I could stand in a shop, staring at notebooks for hours. I think about the sort of things it would hold, if its portable for my handbag and train writing, if its durable. No body wants a pad with a paper cover. You need one that lean on. Also I like books with the spiral spine and you can roll over the writing and not worry about editing on the previous section. In the past I have had a pocket Moleskine, a spiral bound notebook, another moleskine rip-off with different coloured pages.
What a writing dilemma.
Maybe road testing each one could be the solution. "Notebook's got talent" coming to a blog near you soon.