Ok, people. Here’s the thing. I’ve heard about the Bullet Journal forever. I live with a Bullet Journaller. I teach (my perverted interpretation) of Bullet Journalling in my Organized Creative workshops. I bought The Bullet Journal Method pretty much as soon as it came out, although more as a gift for someone I love than for myself.
I’ve finally read through it over the last couple of weeks.
And I feel like Ryder Carroll and I are soulmates.
Also, I strongly, strongly feel that the person I love whom I bought the book for needs to read it. Are you reading this, babe? It’s on the couch. Under the FridaKahlo pillow. You gotta move the pillow–hold on, I’ll come downstairs in a moment and give it to you.
And that, really, is my review of The Bullet Journal Method.
If you’re a Bullet Journaller already, and you’re wondering if you’ll get anything out of it–yes. Plus, you’ll send Carroll a pittance in royalties, and because he and I are now soulmates, that matters to me, so do it.
If you’re a Bullet Journal sceptic, it might convert you. And even if it doesn’t you’ll probably enjoy the attempt.
It’s available all the usual places. Remember to spell Bullet with two l’s and one t (the opposite of Colette).
I am now off to record in my Process Journal-Bullet Journal that I wrote this review.
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