A selection of notebooks that I have kept since childhood until now in no particular order. I fill them with to-do lists mostly, the odd library book to find, the occasional idea and the (very) infrequent observation.
“The impulse to write things down is a peculiarly compulsive one, inexplicable to those who do not share it, useful only accidentally, only secondarily, in the way that any compulsion tries to justify itself…Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth by some presentiment of loss”.
“I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m.of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget…It is a good idea then to keep in touch, and I suppose that keeping in touch is what keeping a notebook is all about.”
– From ‘On Keeping a Notebook’ (1966), Joan Didion.