I keep a commonplace book where I collect phrases, proverbs, sentences, or ideas like a haphazard bouquet of wildflowers. I pick them as they come to me, with no curation save what I share on this blog. In this series, I’ll offer a quote and meditate on why it deserved to be preserved in my... Continue Reading →
Petals from my Florilegium: William Gibson, Virtual Light
I keep a commonplace book where I collect phrases, proverbs, sentences, or ideas like a haphazard bouquet of wildflowers. I pick them as they come to me, with no curation save what I share on this blog. In this series, I’ll offer a quote and meditate on why it deserved to be preserved in my... Continue Reading →
On Keeping a Commonplace Book
I love notebooks—I think every writer loves notebooks. There’s something about a virgin piece of paper and the unbent binding that beckons the writer onto some adventure. It becomes a new companion. A friend, a lover. Someone to whom we pour out a best and silliest ideas. Some of it is useful, some of it... Continue Reading →