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Congratulations to James W. on winning our latest Facebook Father's Day giveaway! Included in the prize pack are the following gifts:

Pelle Leather Journal- Burnt Cognac- Small
Uni-ball Pure Malt Wood Grip- 2 Color Ballpoint Multi Pen + 0.5 mm Pencil

In addition, congratulations to Jackie S. on winning a $25 JetPens gift certificate! Follow JetPens on Facebook to find more giveaways every month. We wish everyone a Happy Father's Day!

New products are here!

Created in the early 1960s by Bauhaus designer Gerd A. Muller, the iconic Lamy 2000 Fountain Pen has been around for over 40 years. It's made with lightweight fiberglass and brushed stainless steel, and topped off with
May 29, 2012 - Posted by David to Asian Office

This product has been discontinued. For more crayon picks, please check out our Chalks and Crayons page!

Have you seen these beautiful Japanese artistic crayons on JetPens yet? The Aozora Dot Flowers Crayon set contains six unique crayons that are each comprised of multiple color dots. Each color combination crayon is designed to emulate an alpine meadow full of different flowers...

May 25, 2012 - Posted by David to Pen Pics

Here are our favorite customer images selected from our Facebook Page or the web for the month of May.

Picture 1 from Christina: Christina's wonderfully organized inventory of her favorite pens include the Tombow Mono Knock 3.8 Eraser, the Ohto Tasche Ceramic Roller Ball Pen, the Kuretake Zig Letter Pen CocoIro Pen, and more!

May 24, 2012 - Posted by David to Posts by Guests

John Skoyles writes the column "Pen and Ink" and is a professor, a poet, and author of the memoir, Secret Frequencies: A New York Education.

When I was a kid, we learned to write cursive from teachers who had us trace letters that slanted to the right. Mine tilted left. Why? Because I was left-handed, but my mother made me use my right. (My mother is Italian, and the word for left is "sinistro"— perhaps she didn’t want a sinister son…) Whenever I reached for a fork, a ball, or a pen with my left hand, she tapped my wrist and made me switch. She succeeded, kind of. I learned to throw and bat righty, to open doors with my right hand, and now I do everything right-handed, including writing with the world’s worst penmanship.

I was so ashamed of my horrid handwriting that I made it tiny and unreadable because I wanted it to be invisible.