Pick a book, any book, off your bookshelf or wherever you keep books. Maybe you don’t have books.
I guarantee they are better quality than any of the sketchbooks you can buy. The paper, binding, everything — 100% better than the most expensive moleskins or rhodis or lagenhreufer / whatever that german brand is.
Why? 90% of those copies are never going to be opened, much less read.
Here’s an idea: someone yank the printer ink out of the press halfway through the run, and sell the BLANK, AWESOME books at double the msrp. I guarantee they will sell out and leave the boring printed junk in the dust.
I wish I knew who was in charge of printing all those perfect bound, glorious books. “Hey, Mike– save me a few blanks on your next edition of Cold Mountain:A Journey into the Boringest Place On Earth; name your price” I’d say.
Next time you go to church-open up a hymnal, rifle through the silky, wafer thin sheets covered in cacaphony, and imagine having one with nothing on it. 1000 pages of near indestructible, perfect surfaces just waiting for you to scrawl on.